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Hema

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India
India
I write to believe what I see and feel are real things.
December 25, 2018
Tindivanam, India

To the moon goddess...Poushali

When she walks in the morning
Sunrise would follow her.
The world now turns
Into layers of yellow
To keep the flame of
Light inside her heart
Glowing.
When she walks the shore
At midnight
Moonbeams would follow her.
she'd listen to the waves,
Watch them as they
Kiss the shore.
She walks slowly
Towards the beach
The sand's wet
And sinks below her feet.
She's a coral reef
Where the waters run deep.
As she touches the water
She takes a breath.
Soon she'll be in the sea and she'll be the sea.

CHRISTMAS FLOWERS
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December 7, 2018
Pimpri Chinchwad, India

If I travel through time and meet the old me, I'd pat my back and say "You're doing okay, buddy. Hang in there."

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BE BRAVE
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November 19, 2018
Viluppuram, India

Dear Stan Lee,

You inspired us to believe in the superpower that lie latent within all of us.

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STAN LEE
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October 30, 2018
 

Give me words and I'll give you a poem in return.

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COZY FALL
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October 29, 2018
 

My scars are not the remainders of the battles I've fought but skirmishes I've won.

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LET GIRLS LEARN
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October 28, 2018
 

If I could go back in time, I'd restart exactly where we left off.

And finish this puzzle.

LET GIRLS LEARN
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October 28, 2018
 

If I could save time in a bottle, I'd pour out our moments.

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LET GIRLS LEARN
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October 27, 2018
 

We loved like there was no tomorrow.
It was a privilege to
Bask in your sunshine,
Trek into your mind,
Sail in your oceans,
Until a giant wave came along
And crashed my dreams.

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LET GIRLS LEARN
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October 26, 2018
 

I hope that one day, you finally find the home you've been looking for. Inside your heart.

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WHITE CLOCK
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October 26, 2018
 

Many hurricanes later, a cold wind blew.

Life tickled.

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October 25, 2018
 

True love is words falling like crumbs when furrowed fingertips
slowly caress a sobbing heartache.

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October 25, 2018
 

Don't let noise of chaos devour your tunes.

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October 23, 2018
 

I painted a portrait of his mind in kaleidoscopic colours and created a modern art.

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October 23, 2018
 

The night I peeled off my layers of insecurity to bare minimum is the same night I grew a pair of wings to fly away from the chains of self pity. It felt so liberating like the clothes flapping in the wind. My door was finally opened. Freedom felt like an open road, endless sky, jolly ride and my blues carried away by the tide. It was not just another night. It was an extraordinary night.

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October 23, 2018
 

The day I realised letting go was more easier than holding on, I let my hair down and walked in the opposite direction of the wind.

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October 23, 2018
 

I add a tablespoon of thunder and a pinch of lightning to brew a storm inside my cup.

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VISIONS
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October 23, 2018
 

I trace my fingers carefully across the lifelines of his palm, I linger there, absorbing, I nuzzle against the rim of his ears and towards the impeccable nape. I would trade all my sighs to dwell in this moment.

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October 23, 2018
 

On a highway
I met a lonely tree.
It was green and full of life.
I stopped by to ponder.
For a very long time.

After a very long time
I bid adieu to the good ol' tree
Which reminded me of something
Very precious.

That life is all about
Giving yourself permission
To do something extraordinary

With every gust of wind
The branches danced.
The leaves whispered.

The tree waved back at me.
Nodding in agreement.

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October 23, 2018
 

Dabs of colour here and there
Splashing, spilling, swirling
Across the night sky
Strain the sky with ink, once dried
Was the artist too bored to play
Or moved to a better concept of display?
Did some wine spill over from the Holy Grail
Perhaps the lights tiptoeing
Left a glitter trail
When you stand there, awestruck, speechless
I want to be a voice that embroiders your words
but I bleed poetry, washed over by cosmic lights.

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October 23, 2018
 

There is a comfort in knowing that there is not just one but a million ways to fall in love with you.

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October 22, 2018
 

Sheltered in the deepest layers of my heart, you are a linguistically delicious poem I can't put into words.

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October 21, 2018
 

Hey Hema Priya,

I just had to write you a personal letter to let you know how much I enjoy your work. I'm not new to letters. I have known about this app for quite a number of years now but I have to admit, I'm more in love with it now because of members like yourself. When I see your name in the feed I'm excited because I'm aware that your words have serious meaning and or depth. You have talent and you're an artist of words. I truly enjoyed your post dated October 22nd on the subject of being an unfinished canvas. That was beautiful and deep. Please keep writing. You give readers like myself something to look forward to.

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SOUL
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October 22, 2018
 

I had a dream that I stood beneath an orange sky.
I had a moment that lasted like a lifetime.
I had a passion that spelled like your name.
I had a rendezvous that came together like a home.
I had a pen that felt like a sixth finger.
I had an adventure that looked like my life.

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October 22, 2018
 

No matter how often you water, prune, cut, crop a plant, it withers and dies off as the summer grows into winter. In fact, everything alive will soon be dead anyway. The meaningless, absurd monstrosity of the void cannot be escaped.

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October 22, 2018
 

Do not fall for any of
My supposed charms.
Come, let's dance together
In the face of calamity
Under the canopy of stars
Distorting in the reflections
Of cosmic puddles.
Let words of love gather
In the old library books and collect dust.
Let's talk reality;
I'm not your stairway to heaven
I'm someone to take a long way home with.

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October 22, 2018
 

I stare at the mirror, and wonder
At this unfinished canvas before me,
Waiting to turn into
Painting on the wall.
My brushstrokes evoke mixed feelings.
I'm a rough sketch,
smudge, nothing more than
An illustration of my existence.
Maybe I'm too bored to play with colours
But my mind intoxicated
radiates kaleidoscopic hues.
I swallow a sigh
While I pretend to be someone's masterpiece
Being just a whimsical splash
As I walk across existence,
Past neon lights
Through vibrant coloured frames
I exhibit highlights of my every shade.

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October 21, 2018
 

The sun diffuses into newer shades of orange. The sky is gloomy and overcast.  The chilly breeze settles into my hair as I leave the coffee shop and disappear into the crowd. I love monsoons, summer's last gasp, and winter's tendrils slowing wrapping themselves around you.

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October 21, 2018
 

As the waves
Roll over the turbulent seas
and come
Crashing on the shore,
I want him to see the calm in my eyes and the chaos in my soul.

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October 20, 2018
 

On a lazy Sunday afternoon, when the neighbourhood was readying for a siesta, the chirping birds circled the vast sky, the breeze muttered tunes of newness,the gushing winds tore the roof of
houses letting the curtains dance a
happy song as we sat down for an 80s movie.
I, on my couch.
He, on my lap.
I brushed his hair gently as
I watched him briskly slip
into slumber.  

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October 20, 2018
 

Slow afternoon
I sit by the window
With crooning birds
I've someone with me
Who'd open my heart and
Walk through my forest.
The lengths he'd go to
Preserve me from myself
could circle universes tenfold
A sense of togetherness
Floods me slowly
I could stare at this moment for a lifetime.

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