When I was a kid,
I had this habit of collecting pebbles from roadsides.
Keeping them in a purple velvet bag.
I would go around with that bag hanging around my denim.
Beauty lies everywhere I believed.
So grandma gifted me a bigger bag.
For there are lot many precious stones to collect.
When I was a kid,
I had this habit of reading dictionary till midnight.
Words are fascinating.
I would try to grasp in as much of it as I could till my tongue knew it in and out.
Single word. Myriads of emotions yet lucid.
It was all fascinating, for how a single word had so many things to show.
When I was a kid,
I had this habit of eating soap bars from every house Papa took me to,
I was curious how it tasted.
If every different color would paint my mouth like the rainbow.
It tasted weird and I made all kinds of faces.
But it was exciting concluding things.
When I was a kid,
I had hairs shorter than my brother,
I would wear anklets and play basketball.
I would wear frock and play with mechanical toys.
I love figures of speech.
But it never made sense if I was an Antithesis or a Paradox.
Now I go around collecting to do lists, dreams, things to do before your 30s.
Now I have this habit of grasping and holding onto regrets and flaws.
I don't do things which seem unusual.
I go around calculating risks and carrying pages of how a certain thing has to be done.
Two decades later I think maybe I wasn't a weird kid.
So I am just trying to reach to her again.
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Poems : Eunoia
PoetryI don't believe that a single poetry can change the world. But it definitely leaves something warm inside your heart Words stay with you forever. Words can stir your soul and cause ripples inside. So here are some of my poems. I decided to call thi...
