The script that carried the play
And the actors that played the roles
The prompter behind the wings
And the lightsman right up there
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Sometimes you ask me
Why I fall so silent on your calls,
And I tell you,
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Incessant chatter amidst eerie silences
Self doubts, confusions, misgivings, anger,
Anguish angst pain.
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Dear Sir,
I have drafted my report
For the last seven days.
It’s on your table, right
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Of all the colors of the sun
The one I love is a fiery red
The color of the sun on a tranquil evening,
Bracing for another day.
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When my life hits the rapids
And the currents lead me astray,
I fight for control
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Some love have sad beginnings
Desolate that life is, it hangs on to mirages.
You know how these stories go,
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When your face glows
Bright red like Pune figs,
It reminds of the Simla season of my life,
In that one terrible winter
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Lines from the poem
You read to me last
Thoughts of music that played
When you danced last
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Every time I scribble a note,
Intending to start something new,
The words that hurry forth script
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