-Ananya Singh

I’m talking about
Colours that you try to imagine
But don’t exist

You having a Conversation
That you are terribly trying to resist

When you think of nothing in your mind
And You only see blackness
The answer you’re hoping to find
Is unattractively lifeless

The object that is lost
Just when it’s most needed
A bad thought you had tossed
Which without warning Proceeded

How trivial were the thoughts you had previously feared
Just as the ending has neared

And Now that most thoughts have been Heard
It seems to me that the mind has been cleared
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Raw Whispers Magazine, edition 2.

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