Deeper anxeity, louder music
Heavier screams from within
Deafening silence on the outside
Thoughts like crippling metal tins
Who’ll save you? Will I? Will they?
None; because they can’t hear you
Alone, yet guarded.
Afraid, yet undaunted.
All that they give me, someday, will be their’s
Uncertainity and fear
Wrong moves; they’re leaving clues
I’m picking them up and keeping them close.
Aware of their smiles, aware of their lies
Aware of all that shines
Ticking time; ticking time
Some day, fortune will be mine.
-Gunjan Sethi
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I like the way that you have left the reader enough space to paint a second picture within their own mind. Great writing.
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Thank you! Glad you enjoyed it.
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Lovely you got talent ..
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I absolutely love your posts! They’re amazing and relatable. Keep it up, lovely!
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I enjoyed finding this poem. It makes me think of a few things. I appreciate you checking out my writing, and I look forward to reading more of yours.
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