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Not A Happy Women’s Day Kinda Woman



Don’t wish me a happy women’s day,
I don’t need it or care for it.
I don’t deserve it neither should I have to.
I am not a woman who has given up her dreams
To fit in a man’s dream
Or sacrificed her joy for everyone else’s,
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Mysteriously Brooding


So why does it burn,
And sting in the darkness of night?
In my bed, I twist and turn
Reciting my regrets and fears
Like a sadistic poetry.

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I Am The Train



Like life, like a knife
Like air, like water,
Like snow, Like fire, like time,
I am not good neither bad,
I am just what I am.
I could be loved or hated,
Welcomed or fought,
It’s all ok with me,
It’s all the same.

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She Is Wonderful



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



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



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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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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And So It Starts


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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Raining With The Rain



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”

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