Born in Delhi, belong from Punjab.......
A fun loving person studying in 10th standard...
poem can express my feeling the BEST
Please read my poems and adore them...
~Anushka Arora~
I use writing as an anti-depressant.
I despise what I do, but I don’t resent it.
I slit my wrists with paper and ink
I smoke my thoughts and inject what I think.
I crush my misery,
Then snort my pride
I’m a manic addict
With nothing to hide
I scream, I’ll yell
But I won’t open my mouth.
Headaches from silence
Yet, that’s what life’s about.
Poetic knife
And a metaphoric noose
I’m condemned in this cage
With no intention of break loose.
The first time I met him
I was 5 years old
His head was as bare as the body of a new born gerbil
His eyes were big and brown and stared back at me
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They didn't grow inside of me
Next to my heart
But they have my genes
So they are my own
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I am a poet writing of my pain
I am a person living a life of shame
I am your daughter hiding my depression
I am your sister making a good impression
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I sit here with a smile on my face
I smile as I breath in deep
I smile as I close my eyes
And i smile all day long...
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Sitting next to you
BUT still away
Talking to you
BUT still silent
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