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 Sep 10 Saanvi
Peter Garrett
I could never write
Anything remotely
As flawless as you do
So I'll fake it until
Someday I can find
Beauty in words too
It's hard not to feel like a fraud among such amazing writers here at hepo.

The broken clock
Shattered on the floor
Smeared with regret
Was fixed when I entered one day
So I can move forward
Slowly
As time heals all wounds
At least that’s what they say

Move forward!
On a blank canvas like this, I imagine words
Some wild but others peaceful
Some sweet but others bitter
Yet stand as one in perfect harmony
To form a whole far greater than I can ever imagine
She
Adorned in the Attire of Hopes,
She takes flights to rove.
Her plight has become her strength;
There is no boundary to her pride's length.
With a Crown of Esteem,
The Shine from her Beams.
Freedom is the Ornament,
Empowering her for life's Tournament!!

© Biswarupa Purkayastha.
 Sep 10 Saanvi
N
I pretend that my heart doesn’t sink
when I remember, only fragments of you

I pretend to want this life
even when I can no longer stomach it

I pretend not to notice my scars
underneath my new green skirt

I pretend to be alive
despite my decaying soul
 Sep 10 Saanvi
N
To You, Father
 Sep 10 Saanvi
N
I’m sorry I couldn’t forget,
but you’re my first memory

I’m sorry you left,
it’s brutal how you
were able to forget
as I kept remembering,
bleeding,
and remembering still

I beg of you to forget me,
so I can forget me too

Let me keep my life,
and you keep yours
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