Rosmin Elsa Mohan
' Diya '
There were these times of my life, when things forever went wrong!
I used to talk, but only to kill that silence within.
I used to smile, but tears never stopped flowing.
I used to study but the lines never had any meaning.
And, I used to write too, but never with an instinct or feeling.
Then, one day
I got a lamp.
It was magical.
For things changed.
I started talking without looking at the clock.
Killing silence was a distant thing; I never could shut my mouth.
I never again required a reason to smile.
Studies, as usual seemed boring: but the best part, we failed together
It could never have been better!
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