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    • Nov 1, 2022
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Pure

By Aparajita Basu


Pure is how I should describe,

The feeling that kept me going,

Love may be?

Then, I wouldn't know.

For I've been in love before but never loved.




You know that thing in between?

Still holds me captive 'blue and green' ,

Oh how that madness keeps me awake some nights!

All for a foreseen sight.

They say life comes in full circle,

Yet to figure that out but tonight I'm crawling through rubble.

And I keep it all in,

Like the placid ocean reflecting Moon's wide grin.

I'll let it pass and let it go,

And Love, a thing you wouldn't know.. wouldn't know.


By Aparajita Basu




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