*The Unseen Applause* 👏👏 I am still learning to love The parts of me that remain unseen, The fractures that no one acknowledges, The truths that lie beneath the surface, unspoken. In the moments when I falter, When the world’s applause fades away, I am left with only my own gaze, The quiet, the raw, the unpolished parts. I hold them tenderly, These pieces of my soul that the world ignores, For in their imperfection lies my strength, A resilience that doesn’t need recognition. There’s a tenderness in the struggle, In the battles fought without a cheer, In the silence that echoes louder Than any crowd could ever speak. I am still learning to love The parts that grow in the shadows, For they are the roots of who I am, Fed by the unseen light of my own becoming. In time, I will stand proud Of every scar, every tear, every pause, For in the spaces where no one claps, I find the loudest applause of all, The quiet sound of my own heart learning to be whole. -Aditya Khadye ✍️