From my left toe, I bleed shouting the years of constant wound,
harsh numb, dead leaves hanging from my inner ear
The half lit candle smirks on my shrinking
Bedsheet, that lacks you.
With the sway of pendulum I count my hearbeat, hearing the drop of water from
My lips to your sturdy chest
Pour the breeze of mountain chills on my unkissed shoulder,
Then stroke the brush from the galaxy and paint my body with auburm kisses
Play clircles, squares creating a beguiling art on my naval
Where the earthquake is created rupturing new glossy shoots, wandering
For the further smoke of your tranquilizing face of love.
Your play on words is really very, very good!
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This is my feeble writing I believe.Anyway, thank you so much for dropping by.
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Its very impressive. I’ve read a number of your work & its all good😃
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Really? That is such a thrilling comment to read,
so much gratitude back to you.
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Yeah really! You could make a small fortune
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Well I am a published poet in that case.lol
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Haha I thought you might be😜
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🙂
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Good one!
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Hi vandana!
Hope you are doing good. Thanks for the comment sweety!:)
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I’m good dear😊
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Looking forward to your amazing writings.
take care!:)
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Back to you too! Have a great week ahead😊
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Much love!;)
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MVS, this is stunning art. You wield your pen like the painter the brush and every creation is a spectacular masterpiece. I love how you use language and felt each word drip into the depths of my soul. Simply beautiful!
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That is so kind of you to say.
Thank you for loving the language I used here.
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You are most welcome, MVS. 🙂
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Reblogged this on O LADO ESCURO DA LUA.
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Thank you!
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Nice
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Thank you.
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Welcome
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http://wp.me/p8SOYp-u
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Good one!👍👍
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Thank you.
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“Pour the breeze of mountain chills on my unkissed shoulder” – that’s a wonderful line… subtle yet sensuous… 🙂
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Thank you Maniparna!
It’s nice to hear from you.Hope you doing great.:)
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Yeah…trying to be regular again with the blog….
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Looking forward to your work.:)
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🙂 ….
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Amazing use of words. I liked this one.
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Thank you. Means a lot!
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Was my pleasure and you are welcome.
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It’s amazing how you play with words to create a marvelous world! Keep writing
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Reblogged this on johncoyote and commented:
Please read and enjoy the work of a talented writer.
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Good poem
Love the way you put your words together
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Thank you so much.
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