Anushna Satapathy Poems

I hear the hiss,
Of the knife, whistling
Through the air.
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The dust gathers,
All around me.
Its settling on me,
Making me sneeze.
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I stare at the walls,
Lost in my thoughts.
I don't care about,
Whatever the hell's going on.
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I see you,
You see me.
We look at each other,
And just keep on staring.
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In the hot summer morning light,
I stood looking from a great height.
And to my right there was a pack,
Of dogs, barking for a snack.
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I am not perfect.
I am not who you want me to be.

I have my faults,
I'm at peace with them.
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Frustration gnawing at my insides,
I wonder when it will end,
I am caged, my freedom outside.
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