To Delhi

I dwell in silences
each step away from home
is a sword through these rusty bones
Each road less traveled
turns this sorry heart to stone
The skies are the only constant
in this ruthless existence
my breath, a painful reminder
of life and of distance
I love the city
like it were me
I hate it for its my own
It has stood the test of time
and has always given me whats mine

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