Us in a stygian snowstorm
Where emotion can only be wrong
But feelings are all I want
So I write this unhopeful elegy
Where no reflecting mechanism worked
In my mind where our trauma lurked
The unspeakable screams that were never heard
While I sat and wrote an unhopeful elegy
No more did there exist any use
Of my tears, I misplaced everything left to lose
Where I lose my one and beloved muse
I could only design an unhopeful elegy
Where no almirah was for me to hide
No shield was anything but a lie
Where they told me the daylight died
The only thing alive was an unhopeful elegy
-Pranathi 10E
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