Tell me a joke,
and let us laugh until we cry;
like it’s the only sound
keeping me sane.

Sing me a song,
and let us sway to the offbeat tune;
like it’s the only melody
still giving me hope.

Read me a story,
and let us escape into its pages;
like it’s the only magic
keeping me alive.

Recite me a poem,
and let us unravel with its lines;
like it’s the only rhythm
echoing through my silence,
the only light
breaking through my dark.

- Neha Sharma