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Aastha Shrestha

Aastha Shrestha

Besides my passion in designing buildings, here to spill my thoughts and wisdom on love, healing, psychology, & consciousness. Balancing both hemispheres. 🧠 🦋

Entangled

Jun 15, 2026
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I took this shot of two intertwined twigs against a pale brown background. The background complements the pale brown of one of the twigs, while another one of deeper, darker brown twists through the bottom and top of the photo, disappearing from either edge. These twigs make me think of dancers, paused only for a second.
Photo by Michael Walter on Unsplash

Take all the noise away,
Leave just one thing behind—
The sound of silence softly playing
Where your soul meets mine.

You and I exist somewhere there,
In a place no eyes can guess;
Bound beyond the world we share,
Our beautiful entangled mess.

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Thousands of miles apart?
Distance fails the test.
I touch my heart for just a moment,
And you are here, no less.

When sudden sadness finds my door
In the middle of happiness;
When tears appear from nowhere
And longing will not rest—

When your presence is deeply missed,
Yet I still feel your tenderness,
I'm reminded once again of this:
Our souls are intertwined, enmeshed.

We severed the cord—it didn't work.
Yup, baby. That's us.
A beautiful, impossible,
Entangled mess.

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Aastha Shrestha
Aastha Shrestha

Written by Aastha Shrestha

Besides my passion in designing buildings, here to spill my thoughts and wisdom on love, healing, psychology, & consciousness. Balancing both hemispheres. 🧠 🦋