The first step towards healing is reflection. From reflection comes awareness, and from awareness we must move towards acceptance. From acceptance, we can take action. And in action comes healing.
SHRUTHI SAGARI honor pain, for it is because of pain my touch has become tender, my words kinder and my heart humbler.
More Shruthi Sagar Quotes
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Fault was neither yours nor mine, it’s just that it wasn’t the right time.
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Somedays, I miss you so much I can’t breathe. I cry and cry but it only makes my heart feel heavier. Tonight feels like one of those times. Your absence will be the death of me.
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I had a playlist of his name. Of songs he would send me now and then. Now every song I hear is a ghost of him. A reminder that he is here. But he is not.
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Somedays, I’m an overflowing fountain, a chaotic ocean or an untamed river. But even on the hard days, kindness is a possibility I always choose.
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A love like ours could have set the whole world to flames, our love could have put the brightest star to shame, maybe that’s why the universe thought it was better to keep us away.
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The moon is the witness of all the nights I’ve spent waiting for your return.
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What is my poetry if not all of my sorrows blooming?
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Even when the blood in my veins is the same as them, every cell in my body is against becoming like them. What a curse it is to hate the very thing that birth you.
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He feels like a long-lost lover who’s finally found his way back home to me.
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Rain love on the people that mean the world to you.
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You said i was your forever, so where are you now my lover?
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There is so much rain in my heart and yet it feels so empty. Then I remember, for flowers to grow, you need sunshine too.
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I have inherited my fathers rage and my mothers silence. Everyday is a survival. I am a fire burning, just invisible.
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People could stab me with knives and I would still get them aid, For I see a glimpse of me in them. But sadly, people aren’t mirrors.
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Brown daughters are just fragile glass houses always on the verge of shattering.
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