Saturday, July 10, 2021

Just the way I like me


I am breaking down my dear.

I am falling apart. 

I am picking up the broken pieces.

And I am stringing them together

By their loose ends.

I am laying an outline again.

Just the way you like me.


But I see no life dear.

I see no smile and no cheer.

I got colours and I got a brush.

And I am painting stroke by stroke, 

To fill the empty outline. 

I am completing the picture again.

Just the way I like me. 


Kranthi

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