Will you look me
with these scars
which I inherit
all new in me
Will you love me
with these cracks
which I hesitate
to see in me
Will you caress me
with same affection
as you did
forever with me
I know
you won't leave
looking me, loving me
caressing me ever!
As, You made my life
You made me live
You kept walking with me
With each and every step
But still I feel
these questions in me
making me more
insecure... reasonlessly! !
-Varsha Singh
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