I’ve Become Something Like That… #aros


Have you seen the hoarding outside?

Hanging somehow with the threads,

Tentacles being cut and swaying around,

Misaligned with the plot, lost the treads.

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I’ve become something like that.

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Somehow surviving the scorching heat,

Fading and losing its own bits and pieces,

But cannot complain, complain against whom?

So just endures the pain and the teases.

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I’ve become something like that.

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A rain comes, slashes hard, wipes the dust,

Feels like someone caring has come,

But that too torments and leaves finally,

And it ponders on what it has become.

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I’ve become something like that.

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But at the end blowing air is the only friend,

And it learns to wave as per its order,

Waves come and go, new ones befriend,

The hoarding knows it is bound by border.

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I’ve become something like that.

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