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POETRY BY DIPIKSHYA

Lost in void

A raging storm fills my heart And my eyes, with tearing blood Amidst the flood, my ship sinks Must be an apocalypse  I am dying of hunger  the prairies are starving  My world is lost in a void the meteors are all showering I am a dead soul wilted among the blossoms, Like fireflies in daylight and Aching breeze on winter nights Like Nightingale who has forgotten to sing  And butterfly with ripped off wings How I wish to live Like poetry carved on stones So I could  exist somewhere, beautifully  even when those waves sweep  Everything to the other shore But I am just a cluster of words Written on the sand No matter the amount of love You pour to craft me there I'll fade away soon

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