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 Jan 2018 Maja S
Romali Arora
"Where did you go?" I asked
The one who loved
the reds, the blues, the purples and pinks
The one who chased butterflies,
the rainbows, and her dreams
"Where did you go?" I asked again
This time, a little louder,
a little impatient
"Where did you go?"
The one who laughed so loud, the one who danced
the one who sang to the rhythm of the rains
"Where did you go?" I asked,
a little hurt this time
The one who, with so much love,
baked cakes and cookies
Sending them, on a binging spree
"Where did you go?" I asked again
Standing in front of the mirror
screaming,
tears welling up in my eyes
and finally flowing down like a stream
"Where did you go? And why?
Leaving me behind!
Alone. Battling. Struggling. Gasping.
Come back.
Come back.
Come back, please.
Just for once.
Let me feel you for a brief moment.
The one lost to this heartless world.
Let me feel you...
Just for a moment
Just for a moment
Just for a moment...
For all those who miss what they were once, the side of their personality that has been lost to this ungrateful world, for all those whose innocent dreams have been trashed, here's a little dedication. :)
 Dec 2017 Maja S
Nishu Mathur
Every morning when I am making tea,
I wish most fervently,
To become an electric KETTLE.

It most certainly won't  matter to me,
I'll accept it most gracefully,
Be I of ceramic or METAL.

For one moment I'm dancing with glee,
The next sobbing most piteously,
These wretched hormones don't SETTLE.

Once I whistled so daintily,
Now I  breathe so monstrously,
No longer a rose PETAL.

I may boil, then boil most furiously,
Then click off automatically,
Before I sting like NETTLE.

Splutter, bubble, gurgling I be,
Then cool and calm..so peacefully ,
There I ..in fine FETTLE!
 Dec 2017 Maja S
sage
temporary happiness is ruling my life,
with each empty bottle scattered through my room.

leaving me in ignorant bliss
to what i had been feeling before i swallowed.

it's all a haze,
before and after the liquid.

all smiles,
before and after the pills.

dancing dreams,
in the midst of the smoke

i haven't slept a wink,
or maybe i have.

it's so dangerous,
to live in this fake life.

but the intricate workings of my mind
aren't allowing me to let go

of this
temporary
mundane
imperminant
fleeting

happiness
let me realise that i'm killing myself
 Dec 2017 Maja S
nadine shane
i am
a confusing person.

i may
love things
that i hate;

i may
hate things
that i love.

sometimes
i adore the sun setting
and i close my eyes
as the sun drapes itself
with dust and memories.

then
i despise the way
the sun rises
with false anticipation
for children chasing them,
desiring to touch
even a glint of gold
and sunlight.

but i try not to love
the way your crooked smile
makes everything look
endearing.

because
i am afraid
that i will soon learn
to hate it.
please do not make me adore you.
 Dec 2017 Maja S
Red
The sky is clear.
The first good thing, it’s always the same.
We sit, you talk, I stare.
Our dreams and memories, all shared.
It never changes.

The sky is grey, today.
Overcast, windy, a little bit of rain.
Your artwork, the drops of ice run through the colours.
Hours spent dreaming lost and pointless.


Yesterday you talked, now you won’t even mumble your pain.
Have I done something?
Our dreams fading like the breath fogged on the window.

How is your day?
I talk, you stare.
Your eyes, bitter sweet chocolate across my tongue.
I am happy.
Look at the sky, blue like a painting.
(II)
 Dec 2017 Maja S
v
hate
 Dec 2017 Maja S
v
you don't need to love yourself for others to love you

ignore what they said; for you are beautiful

you may not see it now; nor will you see it later

but i believe you will discover yourself

layer by layer

so keep at it; try your best

it's okay not to love yourself just yet

but i urge you to realize that even if you do not

know that you would be in the heart

in someone else's chest
earlier today i was harrassed by another author for my style of writing and this is my response. i was deeply affected by what they said and i hope anyone reading this stays strong for whatever hardships that meet them.

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