everyday I am born like this –
nothing ever happens for the first time
I collect my shattered promises
and get back home to my frailty
the neon sign does neither say stop nor vacant
I take the shape of a non-existent love
you draw your heart out through the oesophagus
and now it sits on your tongue
the possibility falls to zero
likeability matches to the idea of gardens on mars-
not even with the slightest of pleads
but let us watch a civilization flourish about it
another civilization of vibrant reds of songs
on these greys of construction sites
then falls the bricks of our hopes
together we dance to relish the crux
you know nothing happens sans a reason
half of me is filled with foggy waterfalls
in the quietest places and the other half
is a fireplace having heard
many a good yarn for centuries
a moment ago I was the reflection
and now look at me mirroring the hues of highways
a celestial fort resides in my little chest
watch me put to shame
the sucker born in every minute
on my lips hang the prayers to my god
– and everyday I am born like this.
Abhilipsa Sahoo is a full-time student and feminist, part-time poet from India, who loves to scoop ice-cream when not indulged in an avid reading or cooking up some poems. Her friends would rather describe her as an easy going, a good listener and equally better observer, an introverted yet humorous and compassionate person. Currently, her favourite poets are Sylvia Plath, Edgar Allan Poe, Maya Angelou, Robert Frost, Emily Dickinson, Eve L. Ewing and many more.
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