Sarb Randhawa
@sarbrandhawa.bsky.social
Once Lost in noise, I found quiet. 🌿
Now, I write—
Letters on what heals, what lingers, and what never quite leaves.
Slow reflections, twice a month. 🍂
better-blueprint.beehiiv.com
Now, I write—
Letters on what heals, what lingers, and what never quite leaves.
Slow reflections, twice a month. 🍂
better-blueprint.beehiiv.com
Some ppl on the inside.
July 9, 2025 at 6:24 AM
Some ppl on the inside.
Some nights, I feel far from everything.
But the sky never leaves.
The wind sounds like a voice I once knew.
The moon — still, silver — waits like an old friend.
Some silences are prayers.
Some nights, answers.
And some companions don’t walk beside you —
they keep watch from above.
But the sky never leaves.
The wind sounds like a voice I once knew.
The moon — still, silver — waits like an old friend.
Some silences are prayers.
Some nights, answers.
And some companions don’t walk beside you —
they keep watch from above.
June 17, 2025 at 8:26 AM
Some nights, I feel far from everything.
But the sky never leaves.
The wind sounds like a voice I once knew.
The moon — still, silver — waits like an old friend.
Some silences are prayers.
Some nights, answers.
And some companions don’t walk beside you —
they keep watch from above.
But the sky never leaves.
The wind sounds like a voice I once knew.
The moon — still, silver — waits like an old friend.
Some silences are prayers.
Some nights, answers.
And some companions don’t walk beside you —
they keep watch from above.
I watch people love, laugh, lie, and leave — while I stay still, untouched, unread. It’s not that I don’t feel. I feel everything, too deeply, too sharply. That’s why I keep my distance. Because being alone doesn’t mean being empty. It means being full of things no one else can see.
June 15, 2025 at 4:03 AM
I watch people love, laugh, lie, and leave — while I stay still, untouched, unread. It’s not that I don’t feel. I feel everything, too deeply, too sharply. That’s why I keep my distance. Because being alone doesn’t mean being empty. It means being full of things no one else can see.
We don’t write poetry because it’s lovely.
We write it because we remember —
we are human,
and quietly divine.
The world teaches us to survive.
Poetry reminds us to feel.
Not to escape life, but to meet it —
in stillness,
in grace,
in God.
#thebetterblueprint
#sarbrandhawa
We write it because we remember —
we are human,
and quietly divine.
The world teaches us to survive.
Poetry reminds us to feel.
Not to escape life, but to meet it —
in stillness,
in grace,
in God.
#thebetterblueprint
#sarbrandhawa
June 6, 2025 at 7:48 AM
We don’t write poetry because it’s lovely.
We write it because we remember —
we are human,
and quietly divine.
The world teaches us to survive.
Poetry reminds us to feel.
Not to escape life, but to meet it —
in stillness,
in grace,
in God.
#thebetterblueprint
#sarbrandhawa
We write it because we remember —
we are human,
and quietly divine.
The world teaches us to survive.
Poetry reminds us to feel.
Not to escape life, but to meet it —
in stillness,
in grace,
in God.
#thebetterblueprint
#sarbrandhawa
It feels like you’re circling. Same path, same silence.
But a spiral doesn’t reveal itself from inside.
You release what once gripped you.
You let go. You rest without apology.
You meet your past with a softer gaze.
That too is rising.
#thebetterblueprint
shorturl.at/qcK6g
But a spiral doesn’t reveal itself from inside.
You release what once gripped you.
You let go. You rest without apology.
You meet your past with a softer gaze.
That too is rising.
#thebetterblueprint
shorturl.at/qcK6g
June 4, 2025 at 9:31 AM
It feels like you’re circling. Same path, same silence.
But a spiral doesn’t reveal itself from inside.
You release what once gripped you.
You let go. You rest without apology.
You meet your past with a softer gaze.
That too is rising.
#thebetterblueprint
shorturl.at/qcK6g
But a spiral doesn’t reveal itself from inside.
You release what once gripped you.
You let go. You rest without apology.
You meet your past with a softer gaze.
That too is rising.
#thebetterblueprint
shorturl.at/qcK6g
Recognise your own strength..
December 4, 2024 at 8:44 AM
Recognise your own strength..