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Meera

If you don't learn to write your own story, someone else will write it for you

6 poems·Since December 2013

My dream is to be able to write what I think, and not lose the meaning while it travels from my brain to the tip of my pencil.

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Discovering Differences

December 12, 2013
What a difference between night and day.
First the glimmering night,
As it leafs me astray
When feelings untold shine bright.
 
Then starry heaven and shadows retreat
The illuminated sun rises to awaken body and mind.
Still half asleep, dragging my feet
I wish to leave the world behind.
 
To recollect my dreams embracing the bright moon and stars
Preferring them to the brillians of the sun
I watch them twinkle from a far
Until they disappear one by one
 
Light turns to dark; sunrise to sunset
Forever alternating a scene I don't want to forget.

 

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