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Bhoomi Sogani Poem
Looking high up in the sky
I stand still in my balcony
Thinking and about to cry
Filthy thoughts are all that fathom me
I am getting high with the air
Thinking of the darkness
And giving the stars a blank stare
Shouting out my mess
And oh! I feel lucky railings are covered
I would have slipped
Bleeding yet undiscovered
And firmly gripped
My darkness would hold me
I knew for sure
Coz what lies inside me
Doesn't have a cure
And oh I could finally sleep
Without the worry of waking up
Maybe some would weep
Thinking its my windup
I wish I come back someday
When you stand in your balcony
You think of me as you may
And maybe then you'd be able to see
A world I have left behind
My footsteps above the stars
And deep inside your mind
You'd know the meaning of my scars
You'd know the meaning of my scars
Copyright © Bhoomi Sogani | Year Posted 2018
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Bhoomi Sogani Poem
When you said you believed me
I laughed
I laughed how you easily believed
In the things I pretend
How you never knew the things I hid
Behind the smile I wore
You believed in the way I always seemed to be happy
You believed how my silence was a mere silence and not words I always wanted to speak
You believed in those silly smilies I sent you the time my tears didn’t know how to stop
You believed when I said the reason behind this scar is a door or my bed
You believed when I said my head was aching
You always believed me and that is where the problem lies
You see how easily you believed the things I pretend to be
And even after knowing me so well
You don’t really know who I really am
Behind everything I pretend
Behind everything I wish you never believed
Copyright © Bhoomi Sogani | Year Posted 2018
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Bhoomi Sogani Poem
A hundred miles of darkness
Is all I could sense
For someone left me a mess
Taking out my lense
Nothingness I could feel
Nothing that could heal
My eyes were dark
I started fearing the fall
Leaving a permanent mark
I found myself in a dark hall
Strength in me was fading away
While so much of it I yet wanted to say
It took me a lot to realise
That vision played an important role
But vision doesn't always mean having eyes
And this is how all of them consoled
I wondered though how my perfect world changed
But this is what never makes me deranged
We stay sane with miseries
We need them to enjoy glee
After all its only after injuries
We enjoy the joy of recovery
Never should we be afraid of pain
Because some rain is needed for gain
Sufferings, my friends, never end
We may recover or overcome
With all the ways, we must mend
We need sufferings maybe a little sum
Sufferings bring a change in us
And excepting these changes is a must
Copyright © Bhoomi Sogani | Year Posted 2018
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