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Aug 2020
Here i am
Legs hanging from top
Wind is blowing fast
Its hard, with all the hair
In my eyes, intruding my beautiful sight

Imagining a sky
A little yellow and red
with a background of white
In the centre lies a star
Brightest of all, Circular in form
Luminating us all

But there’s still something odd
There’s a fear that evolve
What i am?
What if i can’t?
What i am here for?
Is this all?

To this
I smile with a clutching eye
Holding my fear inside
Waiting for someone to rely
Someone with similar cry
Someone who is also building a sky

Day after Day
I try, to build a better sky
With all the birds that fly
With all the shades that glide
But the fear still slides
Ruining my beautiful sight
(Like a hair in eye)

One day
I saw someone
Wondering with his neck raised a little
Smiling with the clutching eyes
Nodding like, something isn’t right

I said,”Excuse-me”
Is it “A little yellow and red, with a background of white.”  
He said “its just, A golden sky full of flying life.”
I laughed and
Held his hand
Brought him, where is stand

With our legs hanging from top
Wind blows with a different odour
There’s no more intrusion in my vision

We stand at top
He created the golden sky
Full of flying life
I created a fallen star
Circular in form
Sinking in the west

It is the best
We looked at eachother’s face
And smiled our best

There were no more fears,
no more nodding’s of head
Its Just us and Our sunset
Holding hands and talking
How it really felt,How we can
How it matters , what we can?

Here i am
With a coffee in my hand
Watching the sunset
With the wind in my face
Hair in my eyes

Thinking what it really can
If there’s someone to hold my hand
And walk me through sand
Sharing his sunset
With what he can.
Written by
Riju Gupta
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