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I Notice

Oct 24, 2025
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By Sreeraksha Sreeram


A golden glow

The sky brightly shone

Laying on a valley low

Wearing my headphone

Blasting indie rock

The air swayed our golden locks

But it wasn't a shock

That we didn't remain a flock

Because you may not show

That you were my foe

But I notice


Like the specks of gold in your amber eyes

Or the way you stutter when you lie

The petals of Heather 

Tucked in your journal of leather

Adorned by a feather

There was always a motive

And I knew because I notice


The way your hibiscus candle flickers

Like your loyalty toward me

Our constant bickers 

But I could always see

Because I notice


The trust you shaped so delicately

Tainted by quiet envy

But even in all the noise

I always notice


The strong scent of your citrus perfume

That always fills the room 

But I was allergic to citrus

How'd I never notice

The bitterness beneath the bloom


Like the stars knew they were outshined by the moon

I knew you tried to be the polished crown of light

I thought it'd be over soon

But I wasn't even able to fight


But the stars chose to stay with the moon

And I chose this

But even then

I always notice


But sometimes a thought ponders my head

What if our friendship remained dead?

Wouldn't I change for the better?

What if I never met her?


But I stayed

Not blind

Just waiting

For the version of you 

I wrote in my mind.


By Sreeraksha Sreeram


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Beautifully written — the imagery, emotion, and flow are stunning. Every line feels vivid and heartfelt. Truly captivating work

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Rated 5 out of 5 stars.

Beautifully written — the imagery, emotion, and flow are stunning. Every line feels vivid and heartfelt. Truly captivating work

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