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 Aug 2020 Aneesh H
Aparna
I'll be there  

          when the Sun dips        

in the gold-tinged waters      
              
half-setting,half-rising                      

     on the cusp of day n' night
\(*^▽^*)/\(*^▽^*)/
Somewhere
b/w the hemispheres
 Aug 2020 Aneesh H
Miles Graves
i’m not here,
i’m just letting this dream wander;
tomorrow, these thoughts will be lost to my innocence
and everything will have the shine i remember.
i’m not here.
 Jul 2020 Aneesh H
Bryn Kennell
If you take my heart
Please leave my lungs
For I will run
Till I'm out of breath
And can barely whisper
"Please love me"
 Jul 2020 Aneesh H
Edward Lear
There was an Old Man of Peru,
Who watched his wife making a stew;
But once by mistake,
In a stove she did bake,
That unfortunate Man of Peru.
 Jul 2020 Aneesh H
Goddess Rue
You’re much like the rain,
You can be soft or heavy,
Or kind to my drought.
your presence
is all
i need.
 Jul 2020 Aneesh H
Divya Midha
The Mask I have,
it masks my face !
Protecting me from COVID
at every new place!!

I wear this Mask, Morning till Dine!
A bit suffocating,
but keeps me breathe fine!!

I‘ve chosen the one,
easy to knot!
It does look funny!
or probably may not!!

It keeps me safe from the pandemic blow!
But doesn’t hide My “SELF”,
from the world I know!!

It never hides my sorrows,
My grief or my pain !
It doesn’t stop my tears,
that roll down as rain!!

The Mask I have,
is visible to all!
Unlike the ones, keeping
another behind the wall!!

The second one they keep,
Isn't  visible on  face!
Hiding their emotions,
true self and grace!!

The mask they carry, is not for the care!!
It helps to pretend,
someone so rare!!

I wish the day comes, when fear goes away!
To never come back
never ever any day!!

“The secret”, I visualized,
I am writing to convey!  
To Live being REAL
as long as we stay!!
Let’s “PUT OFF” these masks ,
On One Fine Day!!
 Jul 2020 Aneesh H
Bryn Kennell
When I put out the light
They all take flight
Even my shadow leaves at night
This is my plight
 Jul 2020 Aneesh H
Meera
you inhale tragedies
and exhale poetry
From where do you get your perseverance?
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