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Turn the tables, wipe memories off the board. Scra

Turn the tables,
wipe memories off the board.
Scratch nails on walls black,
mark territories forlorn
with despair.
Polish to the grain, patience, 
till we hang on threads,
worn down to barely hold.
Whittle down bone, skin 
to the vagaries of time.
Jump ship to suit our whims.
Turn backs to love, for fear
of unrequited pain.
It is a game, a throw of dice.
Faith or vice.
Walk on a thin red line,
It is either you or me,
There or on either side.
 



 Turn the tables.
#life #time #tejaswiniaura #words  #yqbaba  #amwriting #poetry #india
Turn the tables,
wipe memories off the board.
Scratch nails on walls black,
mark territories forlorn
with despair.
Polish to the grain, patience, 
till we hang on threads,
worn down to barely hold.
Whittle down bone, skin 
to the vagaries of time.
Jump ship to suit our whims.
Turn backs to love, for fear
of unrequited pain.
It is a game, a throw of dice.
Faith or vice.
Walk on a thin red line,
It is either you or me,
There or on either side.
 



 Turn the tables.
#life #time #tejaswiniaura #words  #yqbaba  #amwriting #poetry #india