The world
is a big place,
but all I can
care about
is the small corner
in your heart.

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I carry love,
the way
ashes carry their burns;
hidden.

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Happiness grabbed a corner
and cobwebs
became its home.

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My smile lies.
My lies smile.

I long to cry.
I cry no longer.

I look away, till
I look for a way.

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I see myself, in the pole star.
Stuck at a place,
where everyone can see me.

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I was living
in a dream
and now;
all that I had
once dreamt,
is leaving me.

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Lonely places tempt me.
Sealed rooms, locked cabinets, rough
drafts, silent hearts, empty roads, me.

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Among sentences, I am the phrase,
among fires, I am the ash,
among threads, I am the knot,
among doors, the lock picked one.

Among flowers, I am the leaf,
between families, I am the wall,
among rains, I am the puddle,
among prayers, the silent one.

Among toys, I am the one that broke,
among letters, the one never sent,
among the thoughts floating aimlessly
the one that cried was mine.

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I await
my train, but
can't catch it. I'm
a platform.

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Write. Cuz, when the last time you were happy,
the camera couldn't capture your smile
the way your zootivation does when they tumble
across pages and pose between the lines.

Write. Cuz, when the last time you were angry,
the long swig of water wasn't enough to
calm your nerves down, the way your torn out
pages do as you seal them with tears, and a kiss.

Write. Cuz, when the last time you were sad,
the pretending-to-be-okay and guffawing at
lame humour did not do justice to your punchal
side of seeking silent shelter within yourself.

Write. Cuz, when the last time you were anxious,
the winning a carrom game while thinking about
all the uncertainties, certainly did not soothe the way
barfing your heart out in just zoo things, does.

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