Sumita Jetley Poems

What is it now required of me?
Let me go to sleep.
I better go a bit rested now.
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Heart beats,
That beat,

Beat...Beat...
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It strikes,
on off,
Here, There.
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That, our thought
Us
How?
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Ofcourse, I might just, not be able to.
What all I want to.
Life wrecks me up blind.
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Amiss in the found that something,
And then in the pretext,

A delusion appears,
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I will let you do all the thinking.
At times, I do feel lost.

Too much of thinking,
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A Must this is that,
Every Must is for me.
I should be in it.
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Whatever I say or do.
Is for us to hear and resolve.

Let us stick to each other,
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