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GAMES

Sep 30, 2022
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Updated: Oct 10, 2022

By Chetanya Narayan Saini





Let’s play a game he said.

I found no reason to deny.

There are rules you shall follow,

Oh! and then I bow to my fellow.


To win you shall lose.

To play you might bruise.

It might kill your hopes in store.

It might sink your heart to floor.


Scared and how,

With a leap of faith,

I thought sounds fun,

And with rush of hormones, I bath.


Calm you may not stay,

It’s a game of undressing.

Danm, is it easy to say!

You lose a layer on every level,

With that moment my heart initiates the pray.





Ok then let’s start,

What’s your favourite colour?

He said with eyes imitating a dart.

Blue, I said and now I get the game.

It’s of getting loved,

Where every level you lose your secrecy,

Your instore privacy and get nerved.


Tell me one ugly truth he said,

And therefore, I shiver.

It’s tougher than I thought,

I need to essay my heart,

My mind and my soul's art.


To be loved isn't easy.

It needs a naked soul,

And with the words no foul.


Getting loved isn't easy.

It asks for the nude mind,

And with heart no grind.


Being loved isn't easy,

It breaks the past,

To unravel the future's craft.



By Chetanya Narayan Saini






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