By Yashasvini Chib
Lost, but Found
There’s a rupture in my feelings,
A drought of forever acceptance.
You are a rock stuck on a shore.
None wave moves you.
I am the river molding rocks.
Hoping to mold you too.
Reprising the innocent me,
I get bewildered by the varying nights,
Seemingly lost but found.
-Yashasvini Chib
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