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BY NIHARIKA JAISWAL

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Poetry

Warm Forest

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Cheap whiskey
In a coffee mug,
It doesn’t taste great
But It feels better.
The pounding in my head
Is softer now,
The emptiness in my chest
Less heavy to carry,
The days less difficult
To survive.
Oh, how I tell you
How I want to run away
From life itself,
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Wormhole

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The constant lump in my throat
Is heavier tonight,
And an emptiness so chaotic
It numbs my mind
But it’s not peaceful,
It’s like that dark night
Where you see nothing
But you are constantly scared.
Like something bad has happened
And you have gone numb from shock,
It’s all a blank but full of fear,
Fear of snapping out of the shock
And feeling the pain,
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Hamster Wheel

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Leaders with their theatrical smiles,
Cloaked eyes and mechanical voice,
Renegades and their muffled noise 
Saying something,
Unveiling something.

Sorry! too busy to look up,
Too busy to rise.

Always something important to do 
In our important fast paced lives ,
So we keep running in circles
Like a hamster running on a hamster wheel,
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Our Own Ringmasters

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You can get rid of a lot
But not the beast that lives inside,
We all have that side,
We all live with it still inside.
No one get’s rid off it
Neither should you try to
For it often protects you,
But it can destroy you too
If it fails to learn the difference
Between the two.

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Is Someone There?

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He looked up at the sky and prayed 

To whatever they pray to
Hoping there is something to believe in,
Hoping there is someone listening 
Because he can’t be on his own anymore,
He couldn’t do it alone anymore.
He needed to share the burdens of his soul,
With someone who can handle it.

“Whoever you are, whatever you are
Do you think you can handle it?” He asked. Continue reading “Is Someone There?”

Superficial Wounds

These are superficial wounds,
The wounds inflicted by the world
Wounds of time and monetary losses
Wounds given by loved one who left
Or stayed but didn’t quite love us right
All superficial wounds.
Nothing skin deep, all flesh wounds,
For the wounds that come from outside
Never really go too deep.
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A Snowy Day

Little pieces of clouds
Falling from the sky
Covering all I see In a
white blanket of snow.

As I see from the window
The valley turns white
Like a blank canvas,
The world a blank page.

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A Shot At The Sky

You might be right,
I might be taking a foolish risk.
I might be wrong to think I can win
In a game, many have lost their sanity in.
But some did win, didn’t they?
A very few, I Know, and I seem nothing like
I was born to be amongst a special few
But how will we know if I don’t even try,
If you don’t jump you will never fly.
All I ask is don’t deny me a right to try,
All I want is a shot at it,
A shot at the sky.

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Dreams Depreciate

 

I went to the pawnshop
Offered my dreams as collateral
Pawnbroker showed no interest.

I tried to tell him that they were
Perfectly good dreams,
They could give really good returns
To someone who can pursue them,
I am just not in that place right now
Surely he could offer a decent value against them,
I am good for it!
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