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An Ode for A Note
Keshav Kumar 2017B2A20649P
Whom do I write the ode to?
The stars,
Who sing yesterday to me?
Or the dreams,
Who were cunning enough to make me believe?
To memories,
Sharp enough to slice unapologetically,
Or to feelings,
Who kill my hope to see a tomorrow?
Maybe to the universe,
Whispering cosmic dust, intensifying my existential crisis?
Or life,
A long apology letter, explaining reasons that she’ll find someone better if it ends?
To the fools,
Who still believe in happy endings?
Or to the journal,
With different dates repeating the same last letter just becoming shorter but heavier after
every year?
Be it to the light,
Which just doesn’t show itself in your eyes anymore?
It will be a hero I think,
Because tragedy has a crush on them.
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