An enigmatic, inward-looking love poem, by Saanj, exclusively for Different Truths.

My heart stands still…
The world around races,
My mind a fuzzy haze,
All around the blurry faces.
The truth yet glares at me,
Deny it, for years I did.
But steadfast it stares at me,
My reality as it yet again undid.
I had woven a blanket of comfort
Of words that I chose to believe.
Again seeking my warmth in them,
That love I yearned to receive.
Now there it stands and mocks me,
The words that I believed so true
It was still the same old lie
Dressed in flashy attire so new.

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Saanj Thimmaya

Belonging to Madikeri in Coorg, Saanj Thimmaya, essentially is a small-town girl at heart. A degree in arts and trained to become a life coach and counsellor, she worked in diverse fields before settling in as a stay at home mom to two boys. She now indulges in her love poetry, art, photography, nature, travel, counselling, keeping herself occupied in writing, workshops for teens, volunteer work with the elderly, books, music, travelling and reiki.