It Has Always Been You

I was derailed in my past but beloved,

believe me, it has been you

since always—our souls are kindred,

connected yet so different.

I came to know about you at the end of my adolescence

but you can find your mention in my first poem.

It was you—as a feeling—who I assumed at that time.

I could feel your mystery when it helped me write before I was 10.

Since the first time I could express

my maturity on the paper wholly,

it has been you, always.

I have met you after breaking unnecessary ties.

You consciously don’t know this and I forgot too

that it was only your presence who provided protection.

From my writing to dreams and premature wisdom,

I now am recalling all and it has always been you.

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