Akshita Bindal

Where the mind is without fear and the dread is far away,
here courage is key.

Where garland is not soaked into detachments of hollow hectic calls.
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Don't ask me about the winter night
There were stars and moon, was light
There were shivers, trembles and the frostbites
Even a single matchstick produced warmth and heat
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There were fire fumes like fraction of time
There were crimson gold flowing rivers actions of thine

On sand dunes of dessert-ed hill
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Greenwood honor,

May she meet divulge, to those held in petals and leaves,
For consent entreated, with the ambled pace she moves.
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Ouch, it hurts, my foot, said the voice
Oh, the pebbles.

My eyes, it hurts, said that twice,
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The sundown sky, belittle my earthly attire.
Sparkling stars, equivalent to desires
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Tempting me to be cursed by deadly nights.
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Deepest desires are demanded in despair
"I Wish", spinning fates on falling stars.

Directions of desires: dimensions, knocking on the closed eyes to see.
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The chaos in her mind was like the wires attached to the heart
The chaos in her heart was like the blades of the knife to the mind
Perplexed with infinite memories that were counted to breath
Next to her was a wandering soul of time making tons of sound
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