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Pratiksha sharon Trow

Drama


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Pratiksha sharon Trow

Drama


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Dear Diary,


I cried all day

And waited patiently for the closure,

I was fiercely eager to die with its closure 

But, my tomb was not yet bricked

There were seconds to count 

And tons of tears to cry and cry…


I did something crazy last night,

For what I was sure,

That memories will leave, when I'll die,

Well, I stood under the sky and explored for words,

Which have lost their meaning forever in dust.


A naive like me, attempted to make one new word to keep

With a meaning in deep.

In a hope, that I could bind them together,

I mused on them all night without a sigh

And with a dawn all new,

I adore myself again undue.



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