Parisha Shukla Poems

Oh my Twilight,
How much do I have to change?
From completing the cycle of care,
To pretending I don't care at all—
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He never knew the storms he calmed,
With just a glance, a laugh, a smile.
He never knew how deep I sank,
Until his light reached me, quiet, and kind.
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Every night, every day,
Walking through the world—so low and high,
Not the one meant as uncertainty of road,
But what if it was uncertainty of thoughts?
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I grew—
And somewhere, in another universe,
my younger self would've never imagined.
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Once on a beautiful day,
standing in my beautiful dress,
wondering—
"Why this world cannot be good for all? "
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I wait for you every day—
from the first breeze of morning
till the last yawn of my night.
Do I matter to you the same?
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Today's moon was beautiful—
Shining all the way,
It reminded me—
How this world would've been beautiful without you!
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Every now and then I wonder,
Is this world ever connected?
With all those parallels, it makes me amazed—
Are those meant to be forgiven in this way?
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I remember the day we last talked—
One was at my home, the other at the coach.
Never knew you both had really moved
To a place I could never know.
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When I first saw you, it just felt like usual.
Over the days—studying, growing—
I felt an imaginary warmth in your eyes.
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