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Habits : A Poem

 




Habits

Without leaving any scars 
Any traces of your malice
You go your way
I want to clamor
But my voice is lost
You took my words with you
And a piece of myself too
Infamy can't change it
Truths are often feign
Loving you was an old habit
And old habits die hard

Holidays remind me of you
Blazing is what you made me feel
One more spark would aflame me
Just like your faded picture
That's what our love was, 
Anemic and antique. 

Now I have a habit
Nascent and strange
I have an entity 
One you never wanted me to have
An unconfined soul
It can't be seized by your malignity 
For love is not what we had
Just an atrophy of time

Love is what I have now
A possession dazzling and dainty
Cheerfulness and a warm sunset
Not a feeling of downfall
Just utter acceptance
Bliss that never gets old

Habits might be old or new
Time is just a rule
Old habits have to die
To make room for those anew
This is the fin my old friend
A closure it may seem
End of the line for my old habits
Old habits need to be killed

Mai

Authored by: Maitrayee Tambat

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