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Opinionated Head

BY NIHARIKA JAISWAL

She Is Wonderful

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I pull her back,
I push her away,
She surfaces slowly 
When I am looking away.

I push her up
Then drag her down
leave her hurting 
On the ground.

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A New Story

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My hands were trembling as they trembled 

The night you kissed me for the first time

My heart was thumping just like it did then.

I counted my steps, one, two, three, four

I counted the steps it took to reach where

You were sanding and when I reached there

I knew you were counting my steps too

I knew for I could hear your heart thump Continue reading “A New Story”

To Greatness & Back – A Full Circle

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You do a full circle when you see
How little are the objects of your worry
And you look at the bigger things
Life and its meaning and meaninglessness,
Love and all that it should be
And all that it can’t.
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Illusion

 

He flew like He was meant to fly,

Like he was going to tear the sky,

But  the sky was too far and not real,

An untouchable, unreachable goal,

An illusion, that’s all,

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Sacredness Of The Simple Pleasures

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Noises of life have replaced the sounds of the night, the ticking of watch and swishing of the wind drowned out by the cars passing by, their honking, people talking, someone’s playing music, dogs barking, and that sound of construction. It’s an up and coming area, if you listen carefully during any time of the day, you can hear the sound of ongoing construction.

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And So It Starts

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And so it starts, a brand new year. Life goes on and day after day as nothing much changes, everything is different in a few years. It’s like watching the sun and while we never really see it move it changes position right in front of our eyes.

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Being Good In A Funny World

Christmas is around the corner and Santa is making his good and bad list. I wonder how does he do that. I wonder how does he define good or bad. As a kid, I used to believe that being good means being kind and not hurting anyone mentally or physically. Then I grew up and had my things stolen, trust broken and ass grabbed by strangers and Continue reading “Being Good In A Funny World”

Raining With The Rain

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It was raining with the rain, the grey clouds of pain,

Running down the hills with the streams of muddy water.

As they got drenched and shivered from the cold

They felt it wash away, the dust that settled over them over time. Continue reading “Raining With The Rain”

So You Smile

When the heart is slit open
Love drips like blood
Thick warm drops or red
Trickle down the chest and it’s painful.

It’s as if the air around you turns dense and heavy
Too heavy to carry, It starts to bend you, exhaust you,
But it’s not all in the air, you feel it in your body
There is a vacuum in your gut, in your chest
Trying to swallow you inside out,
It hurts physically, at the back of your eyes
In your throat, in your chest
And somewhere else
Somewhere inside you 
Or maybe outside you 
But the pain is so real
Yet you can’t point to a part of your body
And say There, that’s where it hurts. Continue reading “So You Smile”

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