the stars have fallen tonight
and resting on my fingertips
swaying in the palm of my hands
slipping towards
my wrist
and stuck to my sharp elbow.
my heart is mesmerized
counting the stars
forming a canopy over my arm
evenly spread like water bubbles.
I am effusive seeking happiness
in stars and whole constellation
penetrating the holes of my skin
emanating radiance and lightening my mind,
mind //
people call me insane.
sometimes out of logic.
I tell them
don’t talk to me
about sanity these days
It’s excessive to consume and swallow.
the stars teach me of bringing light in darkness
and moon of company in loneliness
the trees teach me of standing firm from the roots
And flowers. flowers are rejuvenating
My Maa shows me the immense strength
and power of womanhood and benevolence,
Grandmaa radiates pools of pride and self respect.
I assume that’s sane.
I am seeking.
I am learning.
I am rising.
People call me insane.
I tell them,
Don’t talk to me
about sanity these days.
-SHREYA
Really beautiful.
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Thank you so much 😇
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Blessings.
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There is always something “new” in your words my dear girl
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These days I am on self introspection and writing. Thank you so much to read. 💙❤
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I felt that introspective angle in our words.. and actually wanted to ask you if everything alright..
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Yes things are good. These days I am working from home, reading and writing. And also with my family. 💙
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Good..stay safe..hugs
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Beautifully written ❤️
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Thank you so much, Shweta. 🧡
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My pleasure 😊
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Nice one Shreya! 👌
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Thank, Uzzawal. So kind of you to read.
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Wow!!! This poetry emanates radiance just like your stars❤️
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I am so glad you liked it. Thank you! 💚❤
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Beautiful
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Thanks, Era.
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You’re welcome 😊
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