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You call it peace.

I call it silence.

And silence in the name of “being human” is the biggest betrayal of humanity.

—saniya, heraesthetictales

In English we say: Innocence

But in poetry i write: "I watch my baby sleep. Curled up in my lap. So soft, so trusting. As if the world outside doesn’t exist, as if tomorrow can’t touch her and she knows she’s safe with me.

For me, innocence has a face. And it looks exactly like my daughter.

—saniya, heraesthetictales

In English we say: "You are precious."

But in poetry we say: "You are truly a diamond who resides beneath the human heart— too rare to be found, too bright to be seen."

—saniya, heraesthetictales

When a little child in me , who used to consider the moon, the sunset follows her wherever she goes — now that same girl follows the same moon and sun wherever she goes and always captures in her camera roll.

—saniya, heraesthetictales

In English we say: " This Hurts ."

But in poetry we say: "The words you said pierced my heart, soul , and emotions and i always left trying to cure it."

—saniya, heraesthetictales

In English we say: "I need you."

But in poetry we say: "you are the void in my heart that aches every single second and ask your presence when I breath."

—saniya, heraesthetictales

In English we say: "people sacrifice the things they love."

But in poetry we say: People often say growing up is easy. But no one tells you that growing up means sacrificing and burying things that you loved the most with your own hands.

—saniya, heraesthetictales

Oh mother,

you start hating me, judging me to the lady I have turned into but never realised I'm just your replica.

-saniya, heraesthetictales

In English we say: " I can't handle it anymore."

But in poetry we say: "All those stars that used to twinkle, the thousand stars you placed in my hands— they’re tired now. They want to fade. And I.... I don’t know how to make them shine anymore."

—saniya, heraesthetictales

In English we say: August

But in poetry we say: Then july turned into august again — and the waves of hopes july couldn't fulfill that if's and maybe's are still lurking in August.

—saniya, heraesthetictales

You are in your room in some corner and suddenly a flashback of nostalgia hits so fucking hard that for some minutes, hours you just freeze.

As if moving anywhere will snatch those moments of the past by anyone in that room.

—saniya, heraesthetictales

You are beautiful — being you.

—saniya

Every sunrise whispers a story.

We don't see its words, we don't hear its language.

But by dusk — that story becomes a chapter in our book.

—saniya, heraesthetictales

Silence is not an option anymore.

You think this isn’t your fight because your kids are safe? Because you can afford to escape it? Coffee. Reels. AC. & Ignorance.

That’s a privileged talking, when you raise your voice for right and wrong. And privilege that stays silent is betrayal. —saniya

You love the government so much, you spineless stars, actors, cricketers, ministers —

you can’t even speak up when they’re wrong. Then why aren’t your kids in government schools in India?

Why are you sending them to the biggest universities and schools abroad, you fools?

Send them to the schools the government built.

You bootlickers don’t you even realize how corrupt this government is. You know that's why you live in Dubai, Canada and so on but not in India and if you're in india your kids aren't. Why ? BOOTLICKERS!!!

But still, you won’t say a word.

Shame on people like you. Shame.

—saniya

The protest on 20 July 2026 was peaceful.

But they didn’t want peace. Because our own government is full of goons. They’ll never understand the language of peace and love.

We have to talk to them in their language — the language of force. I’m a young woman and I know my rights. But what about the elders of this country who are still silent? The ones who are blaming us youth right now.

And is the government the only one at fault? No.

Every celebrity every person who's in power after watching the scenes of Delhi on 20th July 2926 are at fault who stays quiet when they should speak up for what’s right — they’re guilty too.

I HATE INDIANS GOVERNMENT, INDIAN CRICKETERS, INDIAN ACTORS, INDIAN YOUTUBERS , I HATE EVERY INHUMAN HUMAN IN INDIA who's still kept masks and bars in front of their mouths

—saniya

Basically our country's servant thinks of himself as a lord —

We're the one who chose them to rule our country and we're eligible to ask thousands of questions and they have to be accountable for what they're doing for us for the nation.

But when we speak up, we get beaten brutally.

So is this what a democratic country looks like raising voices got tear gas, lathi, brutally bruise, head split.

—saniya

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