A new leaf

There are poems inside of me

That paper cant handle

Turn a new leaf, they say

New year, new beginnings,

cast far off from the painful yesterday;

 

Damn

Another pile of  resolutions,

 

Its not a magic wand

Old doings will haunt

Old frames pertinently stay

I cannot be unaware of the

real day;

pooja-drawing-1

Drawing : Pooja Verma

 

It hurts my creativity

O Angels, my eyes go misty

give me some naivete!

There is no rest, no repose

I don’t want to understand anymore;

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