Ritika Abrol Poems

Depths I care not to observe
Of care, Of hurt, Of pride, Of love
Depths I care not to try fathom
Of worship, Of friendship, Of like, Of love
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Grasped the reins of dullened eve
Debile arms, I tug in seethe
Locks of night as unknot they
Upon the sable breasts of day
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I stand so near, I cannot see
Differences 'tween the sea and me
I shed 'ts brine, it my tears
It happens so, I stand so near
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Descended, have I in dulcet mists;
Entwined, have I in perilous trysts;
The eye can see but just this far;
And yet, I do not for one moment spar.
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Aimless walks, Aimless strides
'Neath the bruised, battered sky
'Neath a moon too proud to show
Mine alike, defeat, furore
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Dusty recesses of my mind
Awash with thoughts I do not need
Dusty recesses of my mind
Brimming with dreams I can not seed
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