cut me open
there’s no blood
left to spill
veins will only squirt
dejected hopes
rip me limb to limb
only words will tumble forth
stories waiting to escape
will find their way out
to the hearts of those
who doubted
disbelieved
and when I am dead
my parodies will sing for me
because in living
there’s no consolation
no prams for those babies
there’s not one roof
no home for my poem
there’s not one heart
that will peek into
this hardbound soul
and hug them
like one returned
after taking a lost road
~~~~~
Asha Seth
Asha Seth 
Ha ha ha really enjoyed this one. I scribble similarly. Nice work. Nice thoughts. If you have time check out my poem here Here
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Not only paintings can be drawn some can also be written this poem is a great example of the same
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Yes, thanks. 🙂
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This is just so beautiful! So awesome!♥️
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Beautiful
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You remind me of Punjabi poet Shivkumar Batalvi.
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Oh! Need to check him out. Never heard of him before.
Welcome to TMQ, Agastya.
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Profound. Are you a prodigy?
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I can hardly say. Just someone trying her luck with words, seeking refuge in their midst.
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Wonderfully profound!
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Thank you!
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Guess after reading following lines came.to mind …
They ripped her apart off all commas and stops ,
All the capitals were coerced to lower their case ….😉
But really good one. Your thoughts have a tinge of anxiety over some loss. Why so ?
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Now that sparks cues for another piece that I may work upon soon.
The answer to your question is perhaps yes, perhaps no. I can’t put a finger to it.
Guess it’s stemming from a feeling where you don’t feel belonging where you are striving to be.
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Speechless. Kahan se ata hai itna pain 🤔🤔🤔
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Haha. Pata nahi!
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Dard ki davaa aur dard hai kya ?
Mausam ka matlab sirf sard hai kya ?…😉
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Beautiful but your words make me worried because you are generally a very positive person. All well I hope?
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It’s just the muse. All well. Don’t worry although thank you for checking on me.
How’ve you been, Pradita?
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Its nice to know that all’s well with u. I’ve been good. Just MIA from the blogging scene 😀
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Deep and poignant words so well articulated, Asha
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Thank you. Glad you like.
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Welcome
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Dis is beautiful piece mate ✔️💯
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Happy to hear you out, Nirant. 🙂
That’s an unusual name. Does it mean anything?
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Well yeah it’s a rare name !!
Yeah it means silence
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Lovely words penned beautifully
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Thank you, Shalini. 🙂
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