Maybe, I Need No Magic!

Hashtag Kalakar

Feb 14, 2023

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By Pragati Yadav

It's the story when I started liking the imperfects (perfects don't appeal to me anymore)

Used to go there daily

I missed that spot today

Missing the piece of life

Threads of memories gather there

I recognize me

Hoping to meet the other side

In a depth of contouring doubts

Difficult to understand the plot

It's the power of beautiful chaos

I started liking imperfects

I want to echo the lies hidden

Where comes an innocent girl

Asking me to roar and recite

Breaking through doors to every ridge.

To be continued....

By Pragati Yadav

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