Subashini Ravichandran Poems

The fragrance of the wet mud
Wafting through my window
stirs me abruptly from the
million parallel thoughts that
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Hold my hands,
walk with me,
to highest mountains
to the deepest trenches
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The warm room is filled with noises
everyone pushing to show their voices
with the air pumped with excitement
there is laughter in every corner
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Taking a glimpse through a train window,
i am astounded at the treat waiting outside,
it brought a smile in spite of all my scars,
and showered serenity i never dreamed of.
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drowning in an intangible ocean,
struggling hard for every breath,
suffocating the rapid beating heart,
pain radiating through every nerve
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Bags are eagerly packed,

ready to roll in to the next,
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I sit down to write you a letter,

to put my thoughts into words,
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The familiar sound wakes me up,

I rise without giving another thought,
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I sit down, I pace around
I close my eye lids
waiting for the day to end
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like a stab into the heart,

a pain that cannot escape,
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