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Her Poetry


She used to watch bubbles float in the air and chased them but now they haunt her,

She speaks a lot,but you never know?

Maybe there's someone she loves to listen to,

She tells most of the things to everyone,

But deep down she wants to speak out loud what she has never said,

She wants someone to give her the courage to speak her heart out, everything, without feeling judged or misunderstood,

She is afraid of those giant wheels and adventurous swings but no one knows why,

She keeps on saying she loves herself the most,but if it's really so then why does she keep going back to what hurts her the most?

She loves to dance but alone, because everyone she's danced in front of went for the steps she performed and not for the big smile she had on her face while doing it,

She has now stopped doing a lot of things she used to because no matter how hard she tried,the same comments by others made her insecure about herself.

She has been complimented a lot,by many but she wishes to be complimented not because the other person wants to impress her but to eradicate her insecurities,

She wants to be able to be herself comfortably,to be accepted along with all her weird thoughts, clumsiness,insanity and chimerical dreams.

She is so much more than what everyone thinks she is and so much different than the side of her the world sees.

She loves winters,she loves the way everything faraway that initially seems invisible due to fog becomes visible when she runs towards it.

Someday,she hopes she'll be able to show her real side to someone,a companion who would walk with her with a promise of never walking away.

She talks to the moon but she's afraid,

Afraid of her favourite star falling one day,

Because it never said it will shine forever,

What is someday it falls as mere dust and smashes the ground,

Then she'll grow flowers on it,

Because no matter what,

The star which is her favourite today,

Will always be her favourite.

Why would a girl who could believe even in fairy tales and princes riding on white horses, can't even believe the reality today?

As a 10 year old she wrote,

"In the dark nights,when everything and everyone scares my heart,

My prince would arrive on a white horse and kill the scary demon with his dart",

This didn't make any sense to her then but she wrote it because it rhymed,

But today her poetries might not rhyme but they make sense to her as she awaits for her prince to fight the demons scaring her,

Maybe now she is learning the subtle art of hiding her own self in what her pen jots down.


-Aadya Srivastava

 

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