Pragna Pamarthi Poems

oh stars, only if you could hear me,
trace me down, find me.
hold this heart, it's feeble,
no forcing, only if it's able.
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She used to write with stars in her chest
Now she stares at blank pages needing rest
Not from the world but frm herself -
Frm being the strongest on the shelf.
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Let's make the difference
Act like never, change their preference.
To the words that seem timeless,
Sing and dance overcome loneliness.
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