Akash Mandal

Dust sleeping on your bookshelf
and all your plants are drying out
you are too busy to save yourself
is your mind heading for burnout?
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The docile doves have
been mocked enough,
by the darting drones
that are built to snuff;
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And even though
we have taken refuge
in these concrete jungles
our abode lies in the wild
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Lay me down like a paper boat
I'll sleep tonight on this riverbed
let go of me, your hands are beat
hold on to my memory instead.
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I don't need a pole star to find my way home
I've found the true north
in the moving direction of her shoes.
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You are neither accidental
nor a figment of imagination
but rather a tangible star
in this 89th constellation.
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Brother, do you remember,
that game we used to play,
where I would hide myself, and
you would find me in no time?
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Take me away to a
Deep-wood cabin;
Hide me from these
Carbon skies.
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Keep an eye out for her,
she tends to disappear
intermittently, leaving no
note for one to know,
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I wander like a cloud on repeat
slow-dancing to the wind's beat
while the roads recite odes
about the feat of my feet.
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today I'll be okay
all looks golden
all looks gay
today I'll speak
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