At Sea
“I don’t know what to do”
T’was the beginning to an end
Enough to make or break us
Enough to answer it all
And yet everything is a mystery
Remedy
You swing open your arms
And dive into mine, fitting
Like a missing piece
Of an unfinished puzzle
Yearning Desire
Begging you to say a word
Settled to hear your breath
T’was that moment of Silence
Heeded loud and clear
Courage
She headed home
Baring closed doors
Gazing through old frames
In the dark rooms
Planted by her demons
Decade ago
By Meet Pandya
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