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My way

Maybe I wrote my poetries in a book

which wasn’t possessed by me,

but I wanted them to be engraved with honesty.

As the love for writing has been my childhood fantasy

and here I am again bragging about my way to dream.

These stars I see are miracles,

I want them in my sky where there is me, no us.

Where I could dance with my hands up,

even when they say I look ugly enough.

I wanna be me before they could take my essence,

and even if I can’t, maybe I’ll laugh all my existence.

Writing I believe is my religion,

as there is so much to pen down that’s in my vision.

Even when they don’t understand,

I jot love down taking almighty’s name.

-Riya Shah

By Ray


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