Nidhi Agrawal

The land is drenched with the pouring rain
But empty and dry, my heart remains
No flowers of love kiss the blue sky
Only weeds of solitude have grown up high.
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We're a speck in the universe
Just dust among the stars
But our egos are so vast
They make us who we are
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There's a dark corner in my heart
that has never seen the light of day
It lives in shadows of fear
refusing to come out the other way
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Lying at the junction
of sand and ocean
Tears swept away
in the rising waves
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I roamed the world
for inspiration to come
But it wasn't to be found
in the skies and the clouds.
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An intense ache,
a longing inside me
Not for a dream or person
but to immerse myself
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She looked for relationships
in the most unlikeliest of places
With strangers at bus stops
With loners in book shops
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It was love that shone from her eyes
Love, that made her look radiant
Love, that kept her so young
Love, the reason for her smile
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My heart thumped loudly
Thoughts raced wildly
Feet rooted to the ground
Lips unable to make a sound
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Found a seashell by chance
when I had expected none
Hope that it was a sign
Not just my overactive mind.
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The clouds were flitting past
They've somewhere else to go
The sun shone proudly
with nothing to hide it's glow.
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If I had a small cottage all to myself
I'd fill it with books to my heart's content
If I had a garden with sunshine and grass
I'd fill each corner with the
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Sometimes words escape me
I'm left grappling in my mind
I feel trapped without the means
to express myself.
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I am strong for most of the time,
But I often break down
in the middle of the night.
When sleep evades me
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The children are gone, the nest is empty
My heart is wrenched with time so plenty
The house is silent
But my ears are ringing
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People and places made her nervous
Always staring at her awkwardness
Stricken with her dull pallid exterior
Refusing to believe that her heart
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Slowly and silently,
Reluctantly at first, eagerly at last
You open your sleepy eyes
And unfurl your dreamy petals.
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Who has the right to say
that my life was in vain
If adventure and excitement
was not what I gained.
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Tall bamboo shafts, spiky green leaves
Small hidden nest, a softly cooing bird
Scared in the dark, calling for her mother
But knowing too well in her heart
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I wish this room had a skylight
I could see the changing colours outside
From the structured staleness inside
Watch the beautiful chaos outside
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