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Reverse

Heema Shirvaikar

 
 

Reverse
I look into my rear-view mirror
I see what I left behind
Reverse,
Tempted, For a moment I relive the drive

On the long journey reverse
I fill myself to the brim,
The smoke from the past
Clogs and chokes my being
Suffocated,
I Exhale,
For a moment I feel renewed and alive.

I realise,
There was nothing 
I could have picked up,
On the way
There had been no love lost.
And none found either.

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