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An ode to self

Wine tears
Flowing through the contours of cheeks
To reach these valleys residing in heart
Listen
Let the echo jump into this abyss
Until it reverberates like a suicidal cry
And breaks like a rope
Adamant on giving second chance to life
Cloud covered skin
Akin to those shaded sins of past
Listen
Let them shine under the sun
Like an uncut diamond
Diffracting regrets into million little stories of sorrows
Till your world gleem like a toddler's smile
Doesn't this give you hope?
Why are you scared to be forgiven?
Lakeless lands filled with thoughtless mines
These granides burst in your heart
Every single night
Until you strangle your dreams with a sigh
Listen
Donot wake up soon
Or you will see the collateral damage reality did
Why aren't you hopeful today?
Let me kill you sweetly
Your mind, a salem witch
Your body, a pyre
Listen
This ashened ground carries the pieces of your past
How long will it last?
Why don't you see the light?
Your lustrous hair
Tangled in fate
Your beauty, a jaded queen of a losing kingdom
Entraps your lies
Like a chameleon,
Don't you see this truth changing shades
Listen
Why do you wait?
Don't you know these lungs are filled with the last breaths of dying self
Why don't you sing me the song of separation?
This is an obituary
Written inside a square on a local newspaper
A young heart died
Carrying all the weight of wasteful existence
Now it beats slowly
Like the last notes sung by a faulty radio
Why don't you dance?
Are you scared to be given a chance?
Your hands,
Soft
Labourless
Intertwine with those weightless waves of time
Listen
Hold strong, for her fingers dance like that of a pianist
Ah! you might lose control
Don't you feel this cadenza of heartbeats?
Adrenaline rising like the crests of the sea
Why don't you sit calmly and breathe?
Your feet
Like paperboats
Lose their way
Amidst the sandfilled water
Sinking
They shriek
Like an alarm signalling tsunami
Listen
Don't you see this humongous life
Slowly eating you alive?
You, a princess of a town
With earthfilled crown
Wears auburn skies on her skin
Where the sun never sets
Like a nauseating child
With voice trapped mid way
Scream
Scream
Until the earth stops spinning
And Alaskan winters dawn upon your soul
Burning with cold
Until this universe screeches to halt
And heavens fall like rain
Gods like droplets collect in your hands
Begging to evaporate into nothingness
Taking away the casualty of your birth
A wildfire spreading beneath your veins
Listen
Don't freeze into reality
Live
For this tale is a fiction of a dying writer
You may not get any end
Immortal, your unending story
Thunders around
As people close the windows of their homes
And you like hobo, a child of wind
Wanders alone, forgotten
What a curse
Dont you know
You should have accepted yourself a long ago...
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