Elisha Chhabra

The cab starts at the doorway
So our hearts, to sink
And we all stand there
Mom flaunting the buoyancy
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You see how this is,
Only when I had everything
Figured out about life,
All in place
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The day ends and he asks
'Didn't you write anything today? '
To me, that's not an inquiry
No merely a question
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Like one of those flimsy hopes
that keep us going nowhere,
I secretly believe in coincidences,
and myths of a kind that
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Waking out of dreams though
I drag my torso
Out to the worldly lanes
Arduously engrossed reigns
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I still laugh so hard,
He doesn't compliment my grin.
I still talk so much,
He doesn't listen to my words.
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With arms wrapped
around my sensitive body,
He dived
Into the ocean of my eyes,
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Because I let you take our cat
and upcoming vacation tickets
and our favorite polaroid 300
and all our stuff, now yours,
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The tiny boats of time
along with slow autumn
will trail around with me
fleeing to fetch
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Everyday I wake up
A thought keeps me drowning,
What if I don't wake up the next morning?
What about the dreams,
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Only if you never left,
yesternight.
Like the wind and the chimes,
You and I'd still be found together,
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You do admit that,
You have that one evocative secret,
you'll never share with anyone.
And you do have days
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Sky, brightened
of the pitiless sun
scorching, so distressing.
I stop at the 36's red light
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It keeps me wondering
What fascinates more about it,
Curves or the steeps?
For it oscillates me
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With hopes and faith,
the life's sand and
water unerringly in ratio
mixed into first dorodango,
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I'm told often,
My poems are sad,
My write touches
And my stories are incomplete.
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