Jaya Varma Biography

When the world was warm in bed,
The moon kept raising its head.
Awake I stared at the sky
and waited till night was ripe.
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Its time
to get blamed
to realize
the done and undone
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Moon o moon
I ate my shame
When i saw your scars
You sang a story
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The curtain around me
the membrane in its own way,
not letting my soul breathe
not letting me scream or play.
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I woke up again with swollen eyes
a heavy head, a heart that sighs
few cold splashes cleanse my thoughts
making my goal clear as a dot
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