#Musing – She

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A beautiful mess
Scattered in light;
She knew not who she was
Not she took pride...
Into the world of dream
She was dream for herself;
A soul untethered by blemishes
Who was oblivion to the world

Into the recess,
A poetry untold
A verse unfinished,
A story that was whole
She was, yet she wasn't
Unaware of her presence,
Into herself she was lot
Enamoured by a world within...

Oh so poetic
Was her smile a symphony
Her eyes carried a world,
Words glistened in fervor
Was she an art
Who painted herself
Black & white
Or a grey so obscure!

- Aishwarya R

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