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Sun is on its way

Have you grasped all the things I said I was,

in the middle of the night of 4th August?

Thinking I was as brutal as I claimed in the moonlight,

showing you all the shades of outrage

tying to be undesirable for one night.

Was I pretending to be the girl you hated,

wasn’t I in the glow that looked like the one you manifested?

Did I rewrite my character to reveal this side of me,

was I trying hardly?

Why didn’t you let me go then?

In the clouds all dark to cover me all black,

I know it would be uneasy to stay

with a cloud raining even when the sun is on its way.

-Riya Shah

By Ray


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