Accidental Epiphanies

Others indulge in unwavering poetic symphonies, I get accidentally epiphanic.

Becoming

A sky had been living in my chest, 
It barely remembered how to rest.
It rained every night, 
Drowned hope out of sight, 
Now gardens break through from my mess.

- Neha Sharma
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Neha Sharma

Who am I? An earnest listener. An eternal learner. An avid reader. An embryonic writer. An absolute philotherian. An enthusiastic logophile and an amalgamation of romantic and realist.

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    the flowers blooming in this messy garden will always smell the sweetest – it would be define you… the sweetest, awesomest Neha

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