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The Girl at the Window
Safdarjung Tomb, Delhi, India
The Girl at the Window
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I see her everyday
At the window of her house
Her face lurking in the shadows
Finding cover in the veil of secrecy
Obscurity in a shroud of seclusion
But her beauty is not hidden from me
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She’s a princess
From a faraway exotic land
I know not her name
Yet she has become a part of my life
My daily scenery
And I miss her now that she is gone
Precious Moments
Retracing History- Florentine Streets
Nothing
Nothing
I look in the mirror
I see an empty skull hidden
under layers of flesh and blood
I am nothing
Just a bunch of chemical formulas
If I pass tomorrow
I’ll be mourned but for a short time
Then forgotten
Like a wound that heals leaving no scar behind
Life begins and it ends
No two opinions about it
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Then why
Do I worry and fret
Do I pretend and hide
Do I smile, nod and fake empathy
Do I chase after depression
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I am but a grain of sand on the beach
A drop in the ocean
A speck of dust in a largely unknown universe
A fraction of a second on the clock of life
I am nothing
The ‘Un’ and the ‘Ab’
I am…
Abnormal
Unconventional
Abominable
Unafraid
Aberrant
Unapologetic
Absurd
Uncommon
Absent
Undeterred
Abrasive
Unique
Just Unbelievable!
EMF-Unbelievable