# Poetry

To bear with me

By Aratrika Basu

From now on,

To bear with you

I would need xanthic lights

And shabby corridors!

You need to snatch me away from myself

Pull me along the corridor

And shut the doors on my face!

You need to cut me through

With your petty little words!

I’ll be standing on nerve like yarns

And sometimes

Walk towards the mannequin city!

I would make path through my ego

I would let you disrupt me to the end!

You will bite me like a barker

Until my bones crack like buildings

And my body shakes like yours!

My atta boy!

To bear with me

You need to set my mighty tulip land on fire!

Author:

Aratrika Basu

She is a student of philosophy in Jadavapur University. Poetry is her passion. With words, she stores the tiniest feelings of everyday life, making each piece of her poetry a reflection of her life. Apart from pens, she's fond of brushes as she loves to paint.

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