Sitting with friends – Delhi Poetry Slam

Sitting with friends

By Aparajita Rana


I am in the moment
Yet
I feel as if I'm in it from far away-
As if
I don't belong there,
I look at people laughing
Truly laughing
And
I realize, my laughs aren't even real,
I get this wave of an emotion wash over me-
It's indescribable,
But it feels cold and warm,
Almost as if it knows,
If it got too cold, or too hot,
I'd die,
And so
It tortures me,
With just the perfect balance,
I get up,
Telling I'm heading home,
When I don't even know where my home truly is.


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