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The Chaos in the Poet’s Mind

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Sometimes my poems end in two lines
other times I let the words write.

Sometimes I let the words let go
other times I let them be my home.

Sometimes the poems end in my mind
other times I let them rhyme.

Whatever happens with the poems
they find a way to breathe.
Whatever brews in my mind
I let it silently seep.



Stories that matter. Emotion first and foremost.

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Priyanka Srivastava

Editor of Literary Impulse, Writer when I am free, Artist when my words are silent and reader when there are books which I love to read.