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Noted Nest

I Don't Know

By Tamanna Gupta


I don't know

But I think it went deep,

deeper than the last time

slashing through the layers of

tattered skin,

When my mind went

over the surface level

and freeze

I came face to face

with loneliness.


I don't know

when did I start crying,

All my tears mixed up with the

salty pool,

I craved a touch

A touch of someone,

skin to skin,

to pull me out

before I can be drowned.


My lungs filled with water

and I still hoped

I don't know why.


There were bumps formed

over the flat

And I tumbled over the bloody path,

I am stuck between the lines

of scarlet that turns black

once dried up.


I realize the thing

keeping me up

is the bright light shining,

And I look at the mess

that revolves in my brain-

I have relapsed again

And I don't know why.


By Tamanna Gupta

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