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Nov 11, 2024
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By Akshaya Varadharajan


How low will I fall?

When the pit seems to have no ground

My voice gone unheard as I call

Making it hard for me to be found


My limbs has gone weak

Walking through this endless dark cave

Waiting for a ray of light to peek

While a hand reach out to save


All I wanted was a peaceful life

With a little much euphoria

What did I ever do for you to give me a strife

That I suffer from cherophobia


Wanting to give up on everything, I sigh

'Struggle no more, it's the end' said the mind

'No, not yet objected a Halo from high

Tears welled up, my vision almost blind


Gone are my bits of strength that remained

Sobs muffled with my face buried in palms

One touch, one hug, one peck, my powers regained

Free was I from the shackles of my own qualms


The eerie darkness around me gone in a flash

Rocky walls framing me came crumbling down

With my sorrow, pain and despair turning into ash

As the hope you offered is now my crown


By Akshaya Varadharajan


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