Tears ooze from my eyes,
An orifice for a craving heart.
Eyes suffer the sting of a loss,
foer the pain it feels not.

My hand reaches out to hold yours,
A passive attempt of persuasion.
Hands struggle to capture the warmth,
the heart knows it won't get.

Ears strain to hear the voices,
voices roaring silently in a hollow head.
My ears try to hear the voices,
Aathe brain struggles to forget.

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The brown days of my childhood flash in front of me.
It's as if the walls have sprouted lips-
That silently urge me to stay.
The smooth tiles have become smoother,
Perhaps slipping smooth persuasions, trying to hold me back.
The clock ticks in the corner,
Was it weeping for all the tears I had never shed?
The car honks outside,
An open invitation for an unprecedented future, I knew I never wanted.

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I am baffled by a sense of silence that fills me as I sit -
-looking back at all those times when I used to scurry and race across the street to catch my school auto just in time.
-looking back at all those days when I used to be made to stand outside my physics lab for not writing the shady pages of a thick record.
-looking at all those times when I used to sit on the back benches of the class and hum random Bollywood songs during the math classes.
Whether its sorrow,nostalgia, a sigh of relief or a lust to go back in time?
I could never tell!

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A state of mind

(Poem in caption)

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"The sun" I exclaimed,
"Ahh the brooding darkness it hides"
They said.

"The crimson rose" I cried,
"Ah the wild thorns" they said.

"Peace" I said.
" But Only after a war" they argued.

"Love" I declared.
**and there was deafening silence **
**followed by the shrill cry of a new born baby**

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Mind locked in a state of emotional trauma.

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Precious memories come out of my eyes and roll down my cheeks as tears.

Agony Slips through my head, a madness reflected in an eye full of tear.

A sweetness caressing my lips, a gleaming smile born on them.

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Yes it's the start of the year,
"A new 365 page diary" they say.
Fireworks brightening the dark sky,
And sweets to cherish the "holy" beginning.
Resolutions made,
Oaths taken,
Rooms cleaned,
Windows washed.
And then it starts again,
The same 2019,
Back to "sleepy"
Fasting? More like feasting.
And to a journey of another year,
Of forgotten promises,
And Mercilessly ignored oaths,
But then it starts,
All over again,
Another "happy 2021"❤

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Discovering that you have lost your childhood.

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INKED TEARS

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