Srivinay Salian Poems

Tiny Little Moments
When they mount up the past
Pretending as memories
They stall my flight
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As I lay awake in bed
My mind begins to wander
Is it the beginning of a new day
Or just the end of another
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It’s happened before
It’ will happen again
Why then your heart fears
Why shed tears of pain
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There was a time, when I was sane
I lived, a mortal, on a human plain
Then it struck me out of nowhere
I ain’t belong here, this ain’t my lair
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I remember
I was just ten
Heard about ghosts
For the first time
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The whole of you is a part of me
Yet without you, there is no me
You’ve been nurtured in my shadow
You, dear, are a reflection of me
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Little dew parted with cloud
Gloating over its new identity
Clinging on hope, driven by faith
Starts its little thrill journey
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He walks amidst mortals
faking to belong
he ain’t one of them
yet chooses to pretend
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Shed not your praises on him
There’s a reason, he seems grim
There’s nothing in him to extol
He carries a curse on his soul
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Hot viscous flowing matter
Poured into casting mold
Designed and fashioned
To be toyed and controlled
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