K's Journal

Eighteen

Somewhere, I am still that seven year old,
holding a glow stick,
like a star twinkling,
there above shinning.

Somewhere bright lights
are good, somewhere
I’m thankful for being blessed
for not hurting myself from
lost love or capital letters.

Somewhere I am still a baby
who thinks only feelings, she can’t comprehend,
who cries without any language to compensate.

Somewhere, I scream
every time something hurts
somewhere, things still hurts.

Somewhere I am still a seven year old, with a laugh like a baby when sees ‘maa’
Walking along the pavement sideways,
Growing up, not wanting to.
I don’t want to.
Somewhere, I will always be that seven year old…
‘Somewhere’.

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Kinjal Parekh

Book Blogger || Finance Blogger || Mumbai, India || Indian Booktuber. Kinjal Parekh is highly passionate about reading books and learning about history. Her favorite genres include historic fictions, history non-fiction, mind-body-spirit and poetry books. She loves when a book makes her cry and make her feel vulnerable and emphatic. Apart from books, Kinjal loves to explore and understand how the financial and the economic world works for which she keeps reading economic, financial and business books. One book at a time, she aims to motivate non-readers cultivate the reading habit. She can talk about books all day and night and often tends to cancel out-side plans to stay back home and read a book.

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