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Curtains fall

When the curtains fall I see magic,

so pure that the people in the chairs couldn’t understand.

Far away from all the dramas, they created on the set,

I see him uncovering the hero that made everyone laugh with him.

Not the one who was anxious and crazy

about life in the theatres beginning.

Unconditional love between him and the dependent girl,

she was more than just her words.

I heard tea breaks conversations

where there was no utterance of unusual words

like religion and another human,

there was innocence and love.

No prosperous or unhappy, I saw diversity

and beauty which reminded me

that when the curtains fall life began.

-Riya Shah

By Ray


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