In the murmurs of beating hearts,
Love ignites a quiet flame—
Not in thunder or in triumph,
But recalling one soft name.

It does not rush like tempests,
Nor blaze like summer’s sun,
But whispers through the stillness
When all the cacophony is calm.

Beneath the moon’s slow rising,
Beside a flowing stream,
It walks in step with silence,
And breathes within an apocalyptic dream.

In the serenity of mountains,
Where moss gathered on stone,
Wind blows gently like-
Love flows in whispering tone.
Love exists in silence
Its the source of inspiration,
Its wrapped in stillness
With a journey in meditation.

Diya Baral completed her Master’s in English Language and Literature in 2025 and is now pursuing a second Master’s in English Language Teaching, driven by her love for pedagogy. A passionate writer, she crafts poems and articles, with pieces appearing in Setu Bilingual Magazine (Sept 2022, June 2024 –“Blooms in the Green Yards”), Ode To A Poetess (July 2023, Apr 2024), “Poetry Unites: An Anthology of Verse” (Feb 2022), “Youthful Elegies: Echoes of a New Generation” (Nov 24 2023, Nov 30 2024), and Spillwords Press (Aug 2025). She also presents papers and publishes articles in journals like “The Lakeside Review” and “Lekhamanjari”, blending academia with creativity.