Weightless Cages

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His feather touch is deceitful..
His fingertips stroke me like cold bars..
His touch brings back the almost forgotten past..
His voice, sounds so familiar, yet so foreign..
He wraps himself around me and
I hear the door to freedom clanging shut..
N old memories surfacing!!
But it doesn’t drown out the sound of screams,
The moments replayed as my voice echos inside..
His hands run over bruises almost healed..
His eyes piercing the most vulnerable particles of me..
His intense emotions resurfacing the long buried feelings in me..
This is it. This is the moment. I knew.
Cages can be soft and weightless.
And no one will understand why I want to leave..
Feather caged, wings clipped, always afraid….

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Rains…

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Oh these tiny droplets of rain,

Are bringing those long forgotten memories again.

And now why is it so hard to stay sane!!

There sat an adolescent girl in rain,

Unaware of what is about to begin…

With vivid dreams that she wants to attain,

Which she will never refrain.

But time, time has its own way to explain,

The dreams she once adored she’ll only disdain.

And there she goes insane,

Nothing left to complain.

She finds herself directionless again.

And now there’s nothing to attain.

Now she’s learnt to endure the pain,

And now she is a free rein.

Though the dreams are bit changed,

But now there’s no way she’ll refrain.

Oh these tiny droplets of rain,

Are bringing those long forgotten memories again.

And now she’s learnt to stay sane!!