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Praggya Joshi Jun 2018
Our recent conversation
Swelled my heart with solace
I needed to talk
So the crackling silence of the night
Amplified by the relentless pulsating of the clock
Wouldn't keep me awake
Even though you didn't utter a single word
I felt content in believing
That you were indeed listening
With a ferocious attention
And an ardent curiosity
that furnished me with ample strength
To keep going
Without gasping for breath
Or clearing my throat
I drenched the moonlit air between us
With infinite words
divulged my heartfelt thoughts
And deep accumulated emotions
Making sure that you heard every one of them
Cause you understand me like no one else
Until the layers of ephemeral night
Receded and waned your glistening silhoute
I never stopped to hear your imperceptible replies
It was only when a gilded light
Warmed my skin and hugged me tight
I realized you were nowhere in sight
Perhaps you had gone to your home
But I forgot to tell you
I will be waiting eagerly
To talk to you again tonight
Through out my life i've mostly found uncertainty and stress, often skeptical and miserabale because my world is such a mess. I don't like making choices for i often get them wrong, never finding any rainbows in the lyrics of a song.My heart and mind in turmoil because they often disagree, fighting all the demons who will never set me free. My hopes i know keep guarded and safely locked away, my dreams i've placed inside a box and there they'll likely stay. I blend into the shadows feeling trapped and unprepared, knowing that my nighmares will soon have me impaired. The fear is all consuming and it takes away my breath, holding on so tightly that it smothers me to death. My heart begins to race and i break into a sweat, because i recognize the monster as it casts it's silhoute. Conving me so easily that what i see is real,and soon the images in my head become a part of my ordeal. I've been swallowed up completly with no means of escape and the multiple images inside my head are more than i can take. Inside i know im screaming but no one hears my cries, the anger just keeps building and fills me with its lies. Years lived with little progress makes it hard to carry on, wondering how a single soul is quilty of such wrong In a fantasy world my voice is so  much louder than a tiny breathless sigh, and my heartache to the point of not believing in those lies. If i dream about a lifetime that may someday set me free, chances are i might have grown up unconditionaly loving me.
Universal dis involvement
I'f that's the polished term
I could solve the problem
Of my self involvement
But you'd all crawl like worms
I make modesty a job.
But im at a loss
For all your worth...
The opposite of perfect
But we've evolved from
Common dirt...
You always rock my world
Like a concert played in cello
Accapello silhoute.
A shadow of the longest yard
Walking with bert Reynolds..
Stage is so exquisite.
Like a wonder weapon upgrade...
And I say common sense
Is more adequate than dollars
In a mud grave
Heaven is not judgrment
Its not luxury deluxe made.
Its lust for simple things
While giving all your love way....
Like a long awaited journey
Pack your bags
Its going to be a fun day...
Shaving points off of a Monday...
Like my razor blade
Won't be doing someday

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