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Walk away

July 29, 2021
As the sky breaks open And the rain clouds wash away The sodden streetsBetween you and meA thousand years have since goneThe wrinkles haveTrespassed the laugh linesAnd turned into an unexplained longingThe fear of losing youIs taken away by the north…
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#Women

June 15, 2021
My mother Hides my color Rubs sandlewood on my bare skin Deep fragrance Ricochets inside my bones Too dark My mirror screams And many voices follow I shudder with guilt Why ? *** I want to talk about space and time But they keep pointing at my clothes Double sized I am…
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Rain and Coffee

June 10, 2021
You look like Rain and coffee Bittersweet and mellow Petrichor of forgotten days And that subtle dash of sugar Your laughter Ricochets through Broken sunshine Lighting up places Where my demons hide Your scent Ebullient Like a thousand lilies Singing a song of bygone…
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#Old Love

May 31, 2021
Old love As potent and armed As a worn out bag of old regrets As heavy on our hearts perhaps But not as good as a fleck of nostalgia We keep them aside Hoping to never cross paths But they break in Somehow, someday Even when we aren’t looking Old buttons, stitched on…
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Unread

May 25, 2021
Reading between the lines And where the lines Do not even exist Blurred by exhaustion And trampled by unmet desires And yet you trudge on Trying to decipher The pregnant pauses That stretch Beyond the horizon Of possible and impossible Like dark clouds That simmer with…
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#Gone Girl

May 22, 2021
Days of paradise and days of hell Am this and much more And everyday in between as well Somedays am the empty coffee cup inmidst of the torrential rain And sometimes, the overflowing seams of yesterday’s pain Forbidden laughter hidden, behind your day old stubble Or a…
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Scribbles in my diary

May 22, 2021
A love note to myself When am engulfed, in unsolicited storms I write a few lines about the weather, to start on a good note Don’t really know the person The stranger, that I will be A stranger, I haven’t met yet What would I look like? A few more freckles, frowns of…
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Roots

May 17, 2021
Staying at one place Rooted Birds and bees Making nests deep inside you Knowing that You will never go But do they really know How long you will stay? You could pick up your bags And walk off With nowhere to go But the bags, they lie unpacked And you ponder What you shall…
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Soliloquy

May 16, 2021
That day when she rose, she felt different. As the world erupted around her in exotic shades, she held on to her core. Her delicate fingers clasped at her silken robe. She looked fragile and broken. Yet, her eyes had a story to tell today. They looked different. Solitary yet…
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