Not Now
I: Fear. A lot of fear.
You: Get rid of it.
I :Pain. A lot of pain.
You : Do not focus.
I: Then?
You : Look at me.
I looked . With a vague try.
I am learning to be emotionless
And I am shivering to touch the emotion.
I told myself another story. Not now. It is not time yet.
One day, I will touch the blue sky in your eyes.
Will it be too late? Then?
To be or not to be that remains the question … always.
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