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Come Back Again

Come back again  Let it pain While the rain drops  Scatter over insane We meet at the same lane Where no one looks  At our eyes for each other  Where no one takes Away our silence that talks to one another  Come back again  I promise won't ask you to stay Won't ask questions that mess up the way We dress up for the play And pretend all day I keep listening whatever you have to say I keep failing to understand  And you keep explaining it on demand  *pics courtesy - Pinterest Profile - Catarina Teixeira

Who Am I




Is this you or Is this just Me..
That I am unable to see.
Closer to free..
So long on a tedious spree.
Tied to the mode..
Of self abode.
Is this who I am or Is this who I have become..
Hilarious to boredom.
Crying silly trying to be free Willy..
Pathetic emphasis..
In search of the lost Oasis.
Joining hands made of sand..
Quicker unwind.
Absolutely unkind..

Is this what I want to be ..
An incomplete caricature.
Of an unknown stature..
Revealing plausible myth.
Covered in a colossal sheath..
Deeper the dive.
The steeper the climb..
Breathing alive yet again.
Worried for future.




Thoughts By -

     Pratiksha Misra

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