You

You

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A hair strand stay trapped 

In the newly painted door 

The way I stay trapped in you 

And I know how suffocating it is 

To stay rooted to a place

Which is no longer here, 

Was never here 

And now forever 

Will never be here.


So I try ways to substitute you,

Replace you with photocopies.

I wander in search of sickle curved Smiles and lantern lit eyes, 

For incomplete words 

And half woven poetry 

All making sense 

Just like 'Us' with you.


And each time, 

I fail to register that 

There is only one perfect X 

That could solve this equation, 

That no copies could outdo the original, 

That all smiles, eyes and words 

Are so different 

To be same. 


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