I’m Shama — a Human Resources professional by day, a daughter. Wife. Mother. Survivor. Based in Coimbatore, Tamil Nadu, I write what lives inside me — the messy thoughts, the heavy silences, the tears no one saw. This book is written on my personal life experience. Every line? Lived. Felt. Survived. I wrote to breathe. To make sense of heartbreak, loneliness, grieving, healing, and the slow return to myself. These poems were born between meetings, during midnight cries, in empty rooms, in the kitchen etc — raw, unfiltered, unplanned. If you’ve ever felt too much, loved too hard, apologized for existing, or smiled while breaking inside — this is for you. You don’t have to be “fixed” to belong here. You just have to be real. I wrote this so you know — you’re not alone. Not broken. Not too much. You’re allowed to rest. To rage. To heal slow. To choose yourself — again and again. If these words hold you even for a second… that’s all I ever hoped for .