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Our Things | Khyati Maurya

February 11, 2022

      

You must be the one I bumped shoulders with on the crossway.
It’s not a folktale, it was yesterday.
I believe…
I believe that every atom that has ever touched me has touched you too.
I believe the zephyr that blew against my lashes had your scent.
I believe as I am sitting here staring at the moon, you too somewhere must be chasing the moonlight.
The moon is our common.
Belief is our thing.
That’s how I am discovering you, bit by bit.

Authors : Khyati Maurya 


Khyati is an aspiring author and a student from Varanasi, India.

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Categories: Poems, Indian English Poems

Comments

  1. Stuti Narayan says

    February 20, 2022 at 5:06 pm

    An innately talented person who has a powerful way with words!
    Keep writing Khyati 🙂

    Reply
  2. Saurabh says

    March 1, 2022 at 1:19 pm

    Nice Khyati, our next gen is very talented. Keep it up. God bless you.

    Reply

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