Unwritten Stories

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there is a lot to be written
but my stories fall short of words
happiness. sadness.
success. failures.
all of it.
the nerves in my skin
bleed the poetry and rhymes inside
swallowing up all the love dug
beneath the abyss.
abyss of my neuron world.
these days
the gentle breeze afloats touching my skin
and carries along the myriad wishes
emanating inside my heart.
the wishes. praying for you
and wanting you
perhaps the clouds
above too rain my feelings
on the eternal earth.

-SHREYA

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