Tag: footprints
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I Am Home
the door, like an old man, creaks the swollen window groans the spotted walls frown at me sniffle and snort the cobwebbed corners dank and grimy it is inside layers of dust on the floor they’ve preserved my footprints- stepping outside. * cautiously, gingerly lest the grime sully my pristine white dupatta I step inside…
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Sands Of Time
The deluge of your honey-coated words, the vicious web of deceit you built around me, the knots of treachery you entangled me in, were suffocating me until I decided to claw them and shovel them away before they could cleave their tentacles again and dig my grave. I ride the rainbow now unchained, unfettered. The…