' Diya ' Poem by Rosmin Elsa Mohan

There were these times of my life, when things forever went wrong!

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I used to talk, but only to kill that silence within.
I used to smile, but tears never stopped flowing.
I used to study but the lines never had any meaning.
And, I used to write too, but never with an instinct or feeling.

Then, one day

I got a lamp.

It was magical.
For things changed.

I started talking without looking at the clock.
Killing silence was a distant thing; I never could shut my mouth.
I never again required a reason to smile.
Studies, as usual seemed boring: but the best part, we failed together

And Writing...
It could never have been better!