I sat for a while to gather my thoughts on what is killing me 
inside what insights me.
What is just missing I saw that no one was besides me.
No one to talk to for love that comes when I am happy
And to take away sadness in difficult times.   
 I broke the silence with laughter but the pain got deeper
 I wondered why this happened is something wrong with me.
My souls shouted out you have left something behind
 I turned to find out what was it I found it was me.
 It was the real me who grew up emotionally mentally but it stabbed
Something the simplicity that was actually the gem in me
It was not my fault but it was the fault of my sadness
This took over the clear clouds one fine day it would rain
So dramatically that not a drop would fall but would bring out the beautiful thing.
The most precious element and that will be me...
                             
                                          AUTHOR/POET: SAHIL ARORA
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