Nishtha Trivedi Poems

The finger moves,
the strings stretch,
with a smile plastered on his face,
the puppet obeys.
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Brick after brick,
a barrier builds,
a concrete curtain falls
against all that you will never see again.
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A mere evidence of nothingness,
of hollowness-
cloaked and concealed by silence,
invisible in plain sight
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Even in the darkest of nights,
even in the most violent of storms,
this candle stays alight,
this fire keeps you warm.
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Tick-tock. The seconds fall
as heavy footsteps;
the steps of time coming closer,
gongs roaring, alarms blaring and all
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Amidst great gusts of wind
I stood, captive,
in the clutches of darkness,
as every form of torment
...

The sun's warm glow smiled
every day on me,
the wind picked me up
to dance amongst the trees,
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They hit, they knocked and they crushed,
every single brick and every single rock.
their bare hands bled but they did not stop-
Freedom, Equality and Brotherhood,
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