Akhila Viswambharan

I know, I must leave,
I know, it ain’t right,
But you know,
I’m not ready for this.
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There's moonlight on us,
On the sandy beach,
Music blending behind in the sea!
Here I am, you with me,
...

It started ever so slow,
I never knew of you,
For I was a blindfish,
When you pulled me out,
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Was it the twinkle of smiles,
Was it the quickening of breaths,
Was it the fervor of kisses,
Was it the moment of moments?
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Come on now, turn around,
Hip hop time,
Lets hit the disque.
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With the generosity of martini,
Tonight I sit by dad,
As he says, 'Well done, Princess! '
And I beam with a twinge,
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Remember, those snowy white walls,
The weighty wooden frames and
The shades of sunlight that creeped in
Through the skylight roof?
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Infinite reflections of mine
Looking back at me
Staring at me,
Screaming at me
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This search, so perpetual,
The desire to mellow,
The need to stay afloat,
The irresistability to the other,
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The ashtray by the side
The Rothman butts crushed
The tarred lungs,
Stifling for air
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Into the heat of the noon,
With a purse barely filled,
Marvelling about those splurges,
Wondering when the next buying binge is,
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Gazing at incertitude,
With a sense bereft of attitude,
I see concentricles all over,
And never bother to ponder.
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