MIND FULL

  • The Clock

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    Neha
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    You know it’s comingYet you stop yourself from runningWould you feel like this if it really is nothing? Settle down, inches from unravelling.Your comfort is bafflingYou don’t know it, but the enemy is laughing It’s taking it’s time. Like clockwork, then the logarithm.Legs, face, eyes, heart beat, breathing rhythmActive to overwhelming, humming a hymn Ticking…

  • The Loneliness

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    Neha
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    The crowd dispersesBut no one notices.You’re still seated, now you’re motionless It happened so fast…Now, how’d you place last?The rest enter the future, you fight off the past Slammed by the tackleHeartbreak in battleAs if you donned the shackle. Loneliness is timelessIt’s grasp knows no limitsCurl into a ball, oh let this storm finish “Like…

  • The New

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    Neha
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    You look…Different. My worst habit is scrolling,Falling into autopilotAs if a scene is rollingAnd I’m in the backseat, quiet For weeks, I’ve searched,Scoured ’til I felt measly. And here, where I least expectedYou show up so easily. I could stare for hoursAt the art of you.Like a patch of flowersin barren land, rose-tint anew Your frame permanent, surgingLike…