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~ Annanya Chakra

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you write like rain

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The forgotten Realm

~Syed Azhaan Ahmad 

The baleful shards stare at my shadow,

Waiting to show a forgotten realm,

La Belle Epoque

Grief erects an ugly tenement in the landscape of my mind

Eyes in a box

~Saanvi Banga

Look into my eyes, behold me beyond me

My crimson hands

~ Ishita Tiwari

When I close my eyes and lay down,

looking at the ceiling, or the sky beyond,

Fourteen Days

~ Prateek Arsh

Who knew that just fourteen days of knowing could lead to a realisation that

The Empty Swing

~ Naman Vaid

The park bench, of course, is damp.

They're always damp,

The sands of time

~ Aaitika Usmani

The other day, I heard my dad casually mention that his knees hurt while climbing up the stairs.

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