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Wednesday, June 22, 2022

Tepid, a poem by Abhinav Aradhi

 

Tepid

Everything is overwhelming

And crushes me like the weight

Of a billion worlds on my spine

Because that’s what it feels like, sometimes.

 

Words, they camp out in my mouth,

And refuse to step an inch out,

Or they come out as timid whispers,

And mumbles, light speed.

 

Nothing I can do about it.

Forever and onward

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