The metaphor doesn’t end with a comparison,
it is rather a form of confession in disguise of craft.
Because it enables us to declare that “I am broken”
without ever referring to being broken.
In my writing, I chase metaphors like fireflies,
those little stars that bring emotions to life.
My coffee cup turns into patience,
my window turns into hope,
and the silence turns into a language we have forgotten.
With metaphors, we find a way to articulate our emotions,
make them comprehensible to the rest of the world.
They turn trivialities into poetry,
like how sharing a pizza together turns into memories heated up again,
how reading a book makes me a mirror of myself.
रूपक वो आईना है जिसमें भावनाएँ चेहरा बदलकर लौटती हैं।
A metaphor is a mirror where emotions return in different faces.
To the subtle beauty of speaking without words,
I toast to the art of metaphor!
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