Yellow Segments

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I have detached my cellophane dreams with your cold shiverings

Sustenance to moments invite a vaporizing acceptance

My breaths carve my bones as I count the stars,

Hopes can be delusional, hope can be aimless.

It only moulds the opening of my bosom

where a stack of anti-oxidant hid.

The penumbra of opaque sunrays never lie, it portends a fact.

Under the quietness of my mole, a layer of satisfaction arise

Seepage, Integration, Addition.

My skin kisses my lips, I sit and watch the pervasive love

Inside the language of gods, a clock of soft murmur arise

Trusting the humans once again,

trusting the pillow talks again and again.

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my valiant soul

A dreamer and a believer for the upliftment of women rights. A published poet, author, writer. Believes in dancing and cooking amazing food for hungry souls at times. Loves to write and write till the moon is satisfied. My writings can be found at Visual Verse, Indian Periodical, Sick Lit mag, Duane's Poetree, Thistle magazine, among various others. Curator of Olive Skins.

42 thoughts on “Yellow Segments”

  8. Bosom,penumbra,seepage,cellophane.I prefer you as a human dictionary.Thanks for increasing vocabulary through hour beautiful poems.And that anti oxidant line you wrote is very beautiful.loved it .’Breath carving bone’..nice one The only thing u didn’t get is language of gods??? It’s it sixth sense speaking to you which only we can understand

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    1. Language of gods -It’s something that is still a secret, mystery and so much more.
      And totally up to a reader’s mind as to how to knit it further.

      I am really humbled to hear your flattering words.
      Thank you so much!

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      1. H Oh my god seriously..sorry for that..I don’t want to make you feel soo emotional.Mad I am not telling these things to just impress or satisfy your ego.This is what I feel.I really want to write like you.it’s not joke.I always think of different things in creative way,but don’t know how to put it in right words.And sometimes I am tired of routine imagination.you increased my imaginary limits.When I read ,I learn how we can think soo deeply by correlating universe,body,nature ,surroundings,psychology,personality etc.

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      1. You are welcome 🙂
        I got your second comment with name Devika to identify you. I replied with my email yogasaar@gmail.com.
        I will be going on a break from this weekend for a week or so. If you don’t get a reply from me please know that I will do so at the earliest after returning from my vacation. You have an amazing time!

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  15. When we’ve been wronged by another it is difficult to learn to trust again. Our willingness to allow another to come close becomes sepia toned, yellowing in our minds as we struggle to let them in. Again, you apply impeccable use of imagery and figurative language to make this point.

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