Anushna Satapathy Poems

I bury into flesh,
Hungry for action,
It gives way under me,
And then it bleeds.
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Who am I?
What is left?
Has this cruel existence,
Broken me?
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Life is like a candle,
It burns itself out.
But oh! How it burns,
In the short time it does.
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So ends another day,
And I'm alive.
I made it through,
Atleast this one day.
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Why is there so much hate
Brewing inside me?
Bubbling and boiling,
Threatening to spill.
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Waiting for the unknown,
Struggling with my composure.
Why am I so anxious?
Why am I so restless?
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Tears burn my eyes,
Wetting the deserts,
Which have for so long remained dry that,
It feels almost peculiar to feel the wetness,
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Head pounding,
Heart beating,
Blood boiling,
Breath rushing.
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We were happy, we were free
Two sole creatures, you and me.
But it didn't last all that long,
Why was it not meant to be?
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On a fine day
Blue and white,
The skies are at rest.
Sleepy in their mindsets,
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