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Colour spills inside my head

Busy finding a sponge to soak them all up...

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An Afterthought

Silent yet persistent, life flows by. I sit on the shore- waiting, watching, wishing- To catch glimpse of a starfish or a dolphin. Maybe...

Challenge

The toughest challenge in the world is to love all of it, wholeheartedly and genuinely, without any biases or expectations,no matter what...

Stockholm Syndrome

A captive of toxic memories, I have grown to love them And the pain they inflict.

Numbers

Everything has been reduced to numbers- mercilessly and meticulously. Even emotions are now emotional quotients.

The road often taken

'Let it go", "It's for the best", "Karma will take care of the rest". Generations after generations, We walk the path of least resistance.

Bye

You left in a hurry- A quick hug and a crisp bye, A forgotten toothbrush on the stand A lonely hanky on the table And then, there's me...

Empathy

Sati, Apartheid, Child marriage..... all abolished. Looks like we have abolished empathy as well. We don't walk miles in others' shoes...

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Articles against domestic violence, child abuse, cruelty to animals - Do we really need them to remind us of the deep love and...

Angels and Demons

The clouds have formed a shape - A gaping hole- In the sky. I wait in excitement- Will angels tumble down through the hole.. Or will it...

Half the truth

True love is falling for (and mentally murdering) the same person over and over. Why do they tell (and hide) half the truth?

You and Me

We are like Helium and Neon- We sit at the same table, Inert to each other.

Dark

She tell me my poems are dark- There's no sunshine in them. I tell her- it's just the eclipse; the whole burning sun is hidden behind.

My MOM

My Mom! It breaks my heart to see her sitting alone, brooding. I go to her, place my head on her lap, look into those eyes and say, "WOOF"!

Olfactory

Smells, triggering memories- Of childhood Of love Of places Of people Of pain Of pleasure And then- there's de'ja vu!

The Nightmare

I dreamt that I killed you. Woke up sweating and startled. Sigh of relief as the senses started their journey back. The job is complete,...

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