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AMISHA Jan 2021
And so my grandmother
I bid you farewell
As you leave and climb up
Up the heavenly stairwell

I may not fit in your lap anymore
I'll always be your child
For whom you prayed & prayed & prayed
And (finally) brought BACK to life

I'll miss those big innocent eyes
Under the plastic frames
And how you'd want to talk
But couldn't remember my name

I hope wherever you are
You're at peace and Finally unrestrained (& finally not in pain)
For my dear, one day or another
I know, I'll see you again.
A.S.
AMISHA Sep 2020
Dark eyes messed up hair
Swinging, back and forth chair
Heads turn, eyes meet
Doubtless insecurities
I didn't notice you
I lie, but it's true
The air between, turned blue
And that was the moment
I knew.

Cold air, on my face
Eyes closed, head dazed
You walk, past me
I turn, only to see
You turn, your head around
Catch me, without a sound
Your sins were due
And that was the moment
You knew.

A.S.
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AMISHA Apr 2020
I am glad
For your stone cold words
They made me realise
You're not a part of my world.

Though I will remember you
Keep you in my heart
As how you were when we met
Not as when we grew apart

I will leave now as I thank you
For how you ripped my heart to shreds
Finally I am free
As I pull and snap the thread

I am glad
Of how different you've grown
But since I never did
You are no longer my home.

A.S.
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AMISHA Apr 2020
I guess we both knew what would become of us
During those horrid times
Horrid for them, not you and I
Those were the best of crimes.

Dark were the nights and so was the day
The fastest run I had
Star-crossed and doomed forever
But it ended somewhere sad.

I still remember that great sprint
Which lands me to hilarity
As clock is ticking, I know quite well,
I'm further gaining clarity.

The dark days and the dark nights
They're still my happy place
I do remember the hazy grass
On which you set the pace.

So I came back around
And so did the dark..
The clouds pass by too sometimes
But you rainchecked the eleventh hour.
A.S.
AMISHA Apr 2020
Old and tattered clothes are often the most comfortable ones.

A.S.
AMISHA Mar 2020
Took a whiff of that
The good and the rest
Swinging the air
Sitting in a set

Patches and patches
And green it grew.
Colours of above,
Dirt shade and hue

Chameleons in my garden
only when the colours flipped
Is when that I realised
they even exist

Lost in the dust, straying away
yet sometimes, the choice to make.
Smiled to the wasp, stood on the flower
Cleared the smoke, in about an hour.

A secret moon, my eyes reach out
Breathing the fog, a silent shout.
A soft lilac hidden around
Buried in the pages
Without a sound

And so I walked, I loved and lived
Under the breath of a moonlit gift
I came, I saw and leave I must
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.

A.S.
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AMISHA Mar 2020
I was waiting for my heart to ache again
So I could put it into words
So I simply recalled you face again
And needed no further efforts.

I was waiting for my heart to ache again
So I could bleed out on the paper
Some things I know I'll never say out loud
In these yellow pages, they will sleep safer.
A.S.
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