And just when I thought,
Everything will be fine.
The chill instilled in air,
The bolsters placed beneath my feet,
The soft ground asked for a caress,
The swift wind demanded a dive,
So,
I turned into the thin air,
Through the height,
And grew permanently deaf, dumb, blind.
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ACHES [Wattys Winner 2015]
PoetryAin't we drowning but still floating in our complexities of love and hatred, happiness and sorrow & life and the journey. Short stories and poetry about true living i.e living through an ache and coming out of it. Want to meet my words in versatile...
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