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Shikha Choudhary Poem
In the silence of night,
They roam around in full flight.
Whispers of memories,
Dancing in dream ceremonies.
Slipping away from my grasp,
Like sand grains in hourglass.
They fade like moon at night,
Leaving behind a trace of Silverlight.
I Chase them through the long corridors,
But they are evanescent, leaving the doors.
I try to grab them, a very faint smell,
And those faints landed on this page.
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Shikha Choudhary Poem
In the dark, a figure sits beside me,
Like a pure white diamond, shines in the dusky night.
She says, "You are fated to be mine."
I look at her with turmoil in my sight.
"Oh my Bun-bun do not fear," she tilts towards me,
A hand on my hair strand, "Please Bun-bun, come, meet me soon.
I am losing my consciousness; you are my only hope.
Oh Bun-bun, help me to relive again, My Moon."
And I say, "Mom, don't worry,
I am here, just a minute, I will be out.
Though I need you first, but no, you need rest,
I'll be with Dad until you come back, like a bean sprout.
Please don't leave," and then I cry out loud.
And that's how I entered this world.
But still, I am the rift soul of my mom.
Copyright © Shikha Choudhary | Year Posted 2024
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Shikha Choudhary Poem
They say, "we are your friend,
Share everything with us till the end."
But is it really true?
Once I tried, out of the blue,
And reality hit hard,
They shattered the remains into fine shards.
All of this is illusion,
A kind of delusion,
I lived in falsehood,
And when it broke, I fell,
Into the deep, dark abyss,
I even lost my face
Copyright © Shikha Choudhary | Year Posted 2024
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