In the palest of smiles.
In silences for a while.
Disappearing between words
Behind small pieces of paper.
Somehow I’ve bent my ways
According to this life’s dirty colors.
This makes me question
They make me question
That in these rushed footsteps, in these ticking times
Does one really need a soul?
Or is a body just fine?
Silence paves a path long enough,
For losing yourself
And losing trust.
What it gains is just as precious but look where it lies,
in Half hearted hellos and selfish goodbyes.
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Mishthi Shukla is a 15 years old Student.
“I write poems to escape the world, I dream to heal people.”