arundhati sinha

I apologise.
For I am not
All that I claim to be.
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The sun shines
Multiple colours of glory.
I see you and me-
Our story.
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What a pity!
Their dreams are shackled,
By chains of fear.
The dread of the unconquered;
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I am the end.
For new beginnings
Need the old to pass.
The end of a time
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if i asked you
would you be true
and tell me it is but a dream.
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In my world of calm acceptance
of all wrong and misery
arrive a few words.
They taunt me, question me,
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The world passes by
All I see is a blur
My senses dizzy
I hear something stir
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I wander through
crowded streets of your paralyzed brain
psychotic hypnotic blur of smells and hues
dust and rage, rust and age
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Unseen chains of steely resolute
Bind her to the wings of freedom.
Independant and unknown to
intimidation, she reaches out
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i sit and stare
at the wall staring back at me
a myriad of pictures flash by
i see my life, as the audience
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As i walk away
From these walls that
Breed mediocrity.
Shunning the destiny
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He says,
'I'll call you back.'
The line's dead before
the 'o' reaches 'k'.
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Two starcrossed lovers
Gazing at the stars
Lunging, grasping for
Sharp Silver moon beams.
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God gave me wings
and said 'Fly'.

I gave up,
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I wait for the measured footsteps
At the outstep of my acceptance.
As the docile, diffident steps draw near
I open, accept and wait
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'I hate you',
he said.

I smiled.
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I look into its eyes and see contempt
I see my eyes reflected upon
A film of pity
I see my eyes, and in them
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One moment i steal.
One moment of my own,
I own.
Oblivious to onlooking eyes
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As i compromise and settle
into this moment of
A frenzy of colours and lost souls;
I feel a surreal calm
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