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Sunday 17 September 2017

People usually do the Otherwise

I came home
And you were weeping
In the corner of that tiny room.

Remember the day?
The barber had cut your hair way too short:
That you wanted it to be a ghazal 
But it had turned into a haiku.

Well
I fell for you that day
Without thinking
Almost instinctual
Like fish falls for bait.

I fell for you
Not because you were weeping.

You were weeping for something
That would definitely grow back.

People usually do the otherwise. 

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