Category: self
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An Ode
An ode to the poet in me on my best days, she’s all I am on my worst days, she’s all I hope to be. She’s the queen of hearts, the warrior in disguise, the knight in shining armor, she’s the queen on her black horse, proud of the wars her brown skin has won, […]
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Taste
Hands glided against each other, as if caressing the wounded palms with soft cloth. They wanted something that would assure them that sweetness can be licked from time to time. Eyes averted in directions that loathed hollow words coming out of black holes. Eyebrows formed shapes that were so sharp, they were ready to slice […]
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Amaranthine
I never knew that, When graphite touches paper, There would be sparks. I tried to engulf these sparks when I first saw them. I felt energised and new, the moment my fingers found the heat of those sparks. Although the paper singed because of those sparks, I learnt how to hide the black hole. I […]
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The Beast
I used to think that he was always asleep, not caring what was going on outside. I used to listen to him snore loudly as I made my peace with the world. But lately I have come to realize that his sleep is coming to an end. That he is going to wake up, and […]
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‘What if…’
You wake up one day and realise that things aren’t meant to be this way. You are eagerly waiting for something to change. You wake up one day and realise that you no more want to be the brick in the wall. You want to get out of this ‘loop’. You want to go places. […]
Akanksha Mategaonkar 