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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
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There were streets full of people,
Rushing towards me.
As I gaped into the crowd,
But not a single one looking at me.

There were streaks of laughter,
Piling on me.
As I tried shutting my ears,
While I sat there wiping my tears.

There was a push and a grunt,
Letting me go.
As I forced myself,
Avoiding the violent stunt.

There was a wave of darkness,
Floating right in front.
As I encountered astonished,
Never attempted hiding embarrass.

There was truth which tasted like filth,
A sheath covered but showed naked.
As I stood misunderstood,
Unable to climb up or intrude.

There was faith which mislead,
A courage to be dealt.
As I stared at the crescent,
Holding on to the impatient.

There was a final drop,
Which gleamed.
As I retraced my steps,
Taking the whiff of the remaining self esteem.




Thoughts by -
Pratiksha Misra.








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