Pratyusha Pathak
@_pratyusha_
Someone who can write the saddest poem even after being very happy.....
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Everything That Destroyed Her
Each time she wanted to hide her pain, Something shook her so hard that she fell back, Into the ditch full of flashbacks. Everytime she wanted to tell someone, What she was going through, She unknowing screamed with pain, Into the ears of someone, Who knew everything of her, But knew nothing about her. She kept running from her past, But at each turning, She bumped into something, That ruined her life. Not once. Not twice. But every single time, With no otherwise. She spoke to herself every day, Even though she wanted to, Talk to someone else, But she never understood that, That someone never wanted to listen to her. Her past taught her nothing, But some anger and ended up, Gifting her the habit of being in, Pain, grief and agony. Her history taught her nothing, But to live in the darkness, Where everytime she tried to lit the candle, It got blown away with her own breath. She blamed no one but herself She punished no one but herself. She never wanted to be rude to anyone. This never meant she never wanted to speak up. She planned for a revenge every second, Of the life of hers, Which was ruined by the people, Who took away her innocence. She brightened the fire in her heart, With which she wanted to burn, Everything that destroyed her.
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Could You Please ?
Could you please, Stop asking for answers, Without even putting up the questions? Could you please, Stop punishing me, By pausing you precious voice, After every small fight? Could you please, Stop holding grudges, At my stupid childlike mistake, Which was never done to hurt you? Could you please, Stop being angry on me, Even after my repeated apologies? Could you please, Stop being so sweet, Since it has started giving me, False expectations? Could you please, Stop denying to learn about, My foolish ways of kidding? Could you please, Start understanding me, Before it's too late ?
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Virtual Friend But A Real Enemy
I thought it would be me, The person whom you would call, The apple of your eye, But I wonder how the tables have turned, Not me but she settled in your heart, Whom I considered a virtual friend, And a real enemy. It was me who silently fought, For you and just for you, Without expecting any gratitude, I realised that the tables have turned, In the favour of my virtual friend but the real enemy, When I saw you hugging and thanking her, For every sacrifice made by me. I'll know that the table was never on my side, When I'll be starting my after life, And hear you saying, I was just a 'good' person, And I'll remember the funeral, Funeral of the person I called, My virtual friend who was indeed a real enemy. You allowed your beautiful shiny eyes, To shed those pearl like tears, Which I would have never allowed to drop, Only if you saw my existence even a bit.
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