You don’t break hearts loudly,
You just let them drift apart.
You stay quiet,
While pain fills the heart.
You whisper, “Wait… let them come.”
You never let us bend.
And while we wait in silence,
We lose a friend.
A small sorry,
A soft hug,
Could bring back all we lost.
But you make it heavy—
Too heavy to cross.
A message half-typed,
And then erased.
A call we wanted to make,
But never faced.
You smile in shadows,
While memories fade.
You steal the warmth,
That love had made.
You stop the tears,
But not the ache.
You hide the cracks,
But hearts still break.
People sleep close,
But feel miles apart.
Because Ego builds walls
Right inside the heart.
One wrong word—
You hold on tight.
One missed call—
You spark a fight.
You turn lovers to strangers,
And homes into rooms.
You fill soft lives
With silent dooms.
Children grow up,
Thinking love means pain.
Because they watched you
Again and again.
You took “I miss you”
From waiting lips.
You turned warm hugs
To brushing fingertips.
How many lives will you touch,
Before you’re done?
How many goodbyes
Will feel like “none”?
But listen, Ego—
Your time will pass.
Because love, real love,
Will rise at last.
One day, someone will choose soft over smart.
They’ll hold a hand, not guard their heart.
They’ll say, “I’m sorry,” before it’s too late.
They’ll break your chains, rewrite fate.
Not everyone will stay under your spell.
Some will choose love, and choose it well.
And on that day, when kindness speaks—
Your silence, Ego, will finally break.
Not with anger, not with war—
But with love that walks back through the door
**Written by Subha**
You just let them drift apart.
You stay quiet,
While pain fills the heart.
You whisper, “Wait… let them come.”
You never let us bend.
And while we wait in silence,
We lose a friend.
A small sorry,
A soft hug,
Could bring back all we lost.
But you make it heavy—
Too heavy to cross.
A message half-typed,
And then erased.
A call we wanted to make,
But never faced.
You smile in shadows,
While memories fade.
You steal the warmth,
That love had made.
You stop the tears,
But not the ache.
You hide the cracks,
But hearts still break.
People sleep close,
But feel miles apart.
Because Ego builds walls
Right inside the heart.
One wrong word—
You hold on tight.
One missed call—
You spark a fight.
You turn lovers to strangers,
And homes into rooms.
You fill soft lives
With silent dooms.
Children grow up,
Thinking love means pain.
Because they watched you
Again and again.
You took “I miss you”
From waiting lips.
You turned warm hugs
To brushing fingertips.
How many lives will you touch,
Before you’re done?
How many goodbyes
Will feel like “none”?
But listen, Ego—
Your time will pass.
Because love, real love,
Will rise at last.
One day, someone will choose soft over smart.
They’ll hold a hand, not guard their heart.
They’ll say, “I’m sorry,” before it’s too late.
They’ll break your chains, rewrite fate.
Not everyone will stay under your spell.
Some will choose love, and choose it well.
And on that day, when kindness speaks—
Your silence, Ego, will finally break.
Not with anger, not with war—
But with love that walks back through the door
**Written by Subha**
