I bulit a house
At the shore of the
Ocean of your memories
And enjoyed its cool waves
Occasionally kissing my feet.

But the ocean turned fatal
The waves turned lethal
And the same moana
That I so cherished
Engulfed me in its rage.

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Every person who criticized me
Acted as a catapult.
The more they pulled me down
The greater was my leap.

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Maturity is about being maimed
Sharper and deeper than wounds and bruises
And still smiling like it doesn't hurt.

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I put my voice to words
And somehow, that silence was better heard.

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What is happening to our country?
Where brutality has overtaken.
Our women, considered as goddesses
Are being raped and forsaken.

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And what scares me
Is not being alone.
But feeling so
Among a handful
Who claim to care.

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Let's fall in love
Oh writer
So I too can experience
How it feels
To be written about.

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Life is really good for those who have an open heart to enjoy it.

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Come home, my darling.
And savour the aroma
Of the melange of fragrant words
Blooming in my quoteyard.

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If you're the bomb
Then I'm your mom

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