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Ananya Dubey May 2019
Today I sang for me
Strumming my guitar absentmindedly
Not for 'him' or 'her' or 'them'
uncaring of the reality

Today the notes rang
a little differently
as I hummed and sang
a song that's mine, entirely

Today I tried to be me
because I wanted to see
till where my song would go
in this life's high and low
Ananya Dubey May 2019
The words that I speak,
are they my own?
Or do I try to hide?
things unknown....

Do I at times,
even make sense?
Or, when I say I'm fine
is it all a pretense?

Do I even wish
to be understood?
Maybe not, because
I know, I never would...
Ananya Dubey May 2019
I trace the cobwebs
in the depths of my mind,
refreshing my memory
hiding what I find...
There are things
that can't be heard, can't be told
For some of my thoughts
might be too blunt, might be too bold
What do I fear?
Judgement? I know it too well
Whatever it is, it's hard to tell
So, let me just omit
the secrets that you don't know
And to the recesses of my heart
these words will go
Ananya Dubey Apr 2019
I'm facing
sheer turmoil....
Don't wish to be
one of your charity cases
And you're confusing me
with your multiple faces
There are times
when I am aware
that I won't do
and that, you don't care
yet I'm placing faith
and hope in you
And deep down I wish
that you do too....
Ananya Dubey Mar 2019
I tread along,
the lines of an indifferent verse
singing an unheard song
because it's hard to converse

I tread along,
a different way
shedding my own light
because I'm trying to stay

I tread along,
to places unknown
waiting for the time
when I'll be gone
Ananya Dubey Mar 2019
I desire no more
to "hold on" or "hang on"
Because, what future holds in store
I have never known

The next day
might have a potential
of an endless river
seeming surreal

So, I climb on the bodies
of those who failed
to carve out...
and uncertain way.
Ananya Dubey Mar 2019
I'm slowly crumbling inside
the walls of confines
Come and hear the truth
about those 'Okays' and 'I'm Fines'

I'm soaked and drenched
with waters that only eyes and quench
My tears stained my shirt, alright
How long until I've got to fight?

I'm tired of being the one who cares...
when no one gives a **** about my fears
Tired of being the monster, the demon
which one doesn't even need to summon.

I'm tired of this labyrinthine maze
of the curves and bends, I have to face
So let me end it all here
and this time, I'm sincere
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