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Hashtag Kalakar

Scarred Mind

Hashtag Kalakar

Apr 3, 2023

1 min read

Updated: Sep 16, 2025

By Rajshree Nipane

Tomorrow's dawn turned to sorrowful solstice

Paradoxical plague of pain shattering peace

Lamented soul now long for an escape

Stucked in purgatory of sick melancholy.

Screeching sound of sob scaring sleep

Daunting dreadful demons in my dream.

Winter of darkness hibernating passion

A void of emptiness in my soul’s Sanctum.

Staring at my reflection in the mirror

Wondering when my shine disappeared.

Scholarly mind now draw black lines

Weaving poetries and magic with wine.

Better of being numb than risk my feelings

Layers of pretentious smile started peeling

Eyes fill up with tears, Mind with regrets

I'm Loosing my essence, anybody cares?

By Rajshree Nipane

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