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I'm Not There

Feb 10, 2023
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By Shaurya Thakur


In an array of countless trophies.

In a sea of fallen prophecies.

In the psyche of the misread.

In the morgue of the dead.

I’m not there,

I’m not there.


Under the shadow of the invincible.

At the peak of tower of principles.

Among the syndicate of saviors.

In the line of fallen martyrs.

I’m not there,

I’m not there.


In the herbery of silence.

In the barren fields of defiance.

In the seeds of sincerity.

Among the tree of posterity.

I’m not there,

I’m not there.



In the charter of integrity.

In the notion of singularity.

In the exoneration of sinners.

In the anguishing rust of pillars.

I’m not there,

I’m not there.


In the mortality of verses.

In the neutrality of urges.

In the magnificence of a spell

In the bidding farewell.

I’m not there,

I will never be there.


By Shaurya Thakur



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