Best Napowrimo Poems

I don't know which type I am. The A
type which is always ready to for an
adventure, would want to talk on the 
phone and not...

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At an approximate distance of 2 benches, you stood there, every day explaining how two negatives makes a positive. I remember, that day, ages ago,...

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They tell me not to read mythology and 
believe aimlessly what is forever told. 

Of the formation of this universe, the 
chaos that metamorphed into...

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I've come to a halt. My body
doesn't want to move, it is
breathing out air, inhaling and 
exhaling but moving, no. It is
done, I am done,...

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19 million people, waking up in the morning,
going about their lives, from one corner to 
another, jumping on one route and reaching
another. Delhi, you beautiful...

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It so happened some years ago,
a story of the past it seems,
the room was wide and huge,
absorbing the echoes of her screams.

Her tale is told...

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A hand full of bliss,
with life’s contentment, I 
woke up desolate....

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The visibly yellow set, a bus stop
and a being of excitement. The
taste buds now saved from all the
vices, to not ruin what was promised
in the...

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A deep brown collar, lurking from
underneath the green plaid coat.
A smirk on your face, as you turned
the page of your favorite book. “To 
define is...

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I often look at my bookshelf and it dawns on me
the beauty that it holds is far greater than
what I ever will see. In all...

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In the quest of knowing and not 
knowing, the remembering is
what baffles me profusely.
For I shall never know
what it holds for me
and what it holds...

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I remember it being green. The 
color so sublime that it takes 
away melange of misery. The 
wallowing self in the streets 
that leads nowhere....

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In a perfect world, you are making me coffee,
just the way I like, point two five cream, and point
five sugar. It is a perfect world...

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As she stood there, waiting. 
Waiting for a sign, a reason perhaps,
I'm glued to the television, knowing 
Her world is about to collapse.

The pain in...

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Breathe in...
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