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Rusha Lodh

Drama

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Rusha Lodh

Drama

Hey, Stranger

Hey, Stranger

2 mins
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Hey, Stranger, stay.

Don't run away

From myself.

I wish could I escape.

Or, 

Hide behind the brightest shade,

When the world expects

Me to be a shiny pearl set. 

No! 

Stranger, no!

You are not bad.

It's my insecurities

that makes me sad.

They laughed at me 

when I said the drowning sun 

Soon will fade,

Losing its powers 

To the World we create.

You shook my hand and

I watched you smile, 

A sweet pity reflects.

Am I supposed to talk about 

ambition, money, and death?

Am I supposed to not

make noise on my plate?

Or, to wear a purple Gucci dress?

Oh! 

Stranger, oh!

I didn't know.

You wanted someone else.

Hey, girl, don't show them

your scars and fears.

They will scratch it 

Until you end up in

Blood red tears.

Don't be shy.

Don't mess up.

Don't just be an ordinary girl.

Be everything.

Be inhumanly beautiful, 

Fancy and intelligence.

Be a puzzle,

Otherwise, you are of no interest.

Love is a game of roulette.

Don't lower your voice.

Don't be an introvert.

How can you live with

So little electronic toys?

What's exciting there

In the monsoon skies

Or rustling trees?

I prefer flowers

In the phone's lock screen.

Why don't you like us, girl?

Why are you afraid?

Look! I friended you in the virtual world.

Come along, pal.

Let's march with us 

To a better place.

Hey, Stranger, says.

We don't accept others 

With their flaws.

How do we want others 

To accept ours instead?

We don't want to listen to others.

But, want ourselves

To intently listen.

You post pictures quoting "Be yourself",

But, don't mention the other half:

"We are going to judge you anyway.". Bitter and tired am I

Seeking approval to cry.

Oh! 

Dear, no!

Don't be sad.

It's my insecurities 

That makes me mad.

Take my hand.

Show me your Earth.

I don't anymore want to be 

An ordinary girl.


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