Best Poems Written by Himanshi Narang

Vicious Rhythm

The lump in my throat compelled me to believe.

that once there was a time of festiveness,

which has now turned into a vicious rhythm.

The unrealized desires are reduced to tears, 

where the laughter of childhood turned into subdued smiles.

The severance of your own begetter, 

aches just like dry spells in a well-plowed field.

One's good spirits become a cage of gloom for the other.

They thought they were emancipating, but who knew they were culminating in something that hadn't even commenced yet.

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