Dust

Dust

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nidhi parikh

14 Feb 20251 min read

Published in poetrylatest

Words could hurt,

Words could kill the hope,

Words could be the source,

Somewhere somehow...

Don't you realize,

The facade of reality

Intertwined with dusts of uncertainty.

How could you misinterpret,

The signs?

To see yet unsee me?

How could you not?

And how could I not

Not see me,

much clearly

And now I do much,

Unapologetically...

~Nidhi Parikh

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Dust

Dust

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nidhi parikh

14 Feb 20251 min read

Published in poetrylatest

Words could hurt,

Words could kill the hope,

Words could be the source,

Somewhere somehow...

Don't you realize,

The facade of reality

Intertwined with dusts of uncertainty.

How could you misinterpret,

The signs?

To see yet unsee me?

How could you not?

And how could I not

Not see me,

much clearly

And now I do much,

Unapologetically...

~Nidhi Parikh

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