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Everything Is Fine

Noted Nest

By Bhakti Agarwal




The storm has finally settled.

after a downpour stretching to eternity,

water logging in my house seeping out of the cracks-

Everything is fine.


I sit on the floor,

dripping wet from pouring out

the water that came in,

my bones tired of the sweet ache of survival-

Everything is fine.


The water is gone, the water's finally gone,

after a Sisyphean effort that never ceased,

the daylight glistens on the pool of water-

Everything is fine.


Everything is fine,

but thunder rumbles in the sky,

And I'm back,

Back to drowning in the water I was throwing away-

Everything. Is. Fine.


It's sunny again,

But why am I whimpering like a wet dog?

The storm is not coming again-

But what if it does?

I can step into the daylight-

Crisp, seeping into my skin like a cure.

But how can I forget my tears?

That daunting, never ending feeling

of impending doom thrumming in my chest,

reverberating in my shaking hands?

The very wind that cradles my wet hair

was a wild witness of my ruin.

Everything is fine,

But I can't forget when it wasn't.


By Bhakti Agarwal



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