The Impossible
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A story of a union that is not possible due to the status, caste, class and creed.
By Falguni Panchamatia
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Awake at 3
I think to myself
Was it a phantom's call?
A dementor, rising in a hood above all.
By: Falguni Panchamatia
Awkward
Awkwardness crawls down his spine,
as if a reptile leaving its footprints,
when I am around.
The first feeling fades,
the sparks are gone.
What remains?
The broken parts of memories.
Memories...they run in the veins.
One step at a time.
Turning into awkwardness,
one footprint at a time.
By:...
Nasty past,
breaks the cast,
spell that lasts,
awhile.
Oh bright big moon,
you do croon,
to soothe the star.
Night en robes,
snarling star,
that hold a note,
to the future untold.
Story of a story that doesn't exist. Jargon of the mind.
