If there’s someone I know as beautiful as this poem, it’s Kavya herself.
The lullaby you used to sing
Still echoes in my ears.
It sticks with me on nights when I wake up terrified
From a nightmare too eerie than any Annabelle sequel
And caress my hair,
It’s touch calming down every cell of my body.
And when on nights I become too scared
By the unusual howls coming from across the road,
Like some magical soothingness, your lullaby
Continues to straighten the creases on my forehead
With the love that poured from your voice.
The syllables fall from your lips like pearls,
Weave a necklace of confidence
And hang it around my neck.
The song you used to sing has been stuck in my mind
Like the strongest adhesive
Simultaneously joining the torn pieces of my soul.
And when on some nights I sleep well,
I dream of you,
Rocking me to sleep in your lap
Singing the lullaby you used…
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