Our Poetry

Pull me closer to your diamond skin
a place that eats all my molested scars,
in the walls of books and poetry
you shall be my muse, the other half.
of my upcoming poetic line, upcoming splinters of ice,
we make love castles,amidst the dirt hanging like spider web,
Precise knots of commitment are the strongest.
Skin:a reverie of splashing memory,
Something that your lips eat daily.
Turn by turn, inch by inch
we mark each other’s soul
creating geometry, defeating geography.
My collarbone is star dust today,
Ebullient scents from your whisky eyes
expand my artless poetry,
like the writings scribbled onto my library walls,
pink, orange, brown.
Infinite, Indelible.

– my valiant soul

P.s_- To my love, my constant.

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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.

74 thoughts on “Our Poetry”

  6. I love love reading it although i missed so much from your page in last few days but this one is beautiful on feelings & somewhere touching to heart👌👌📝

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  13. Wow..again.Yesterday you used ANTI OXIDANT.That’s a chemical term.Today you used geometry and geography..And that’s my favorite line of all,” creating gentry by defeating geography..waaah..fida hogaya.And ” you are my upcoming poetic line”,this is classic.it’s deep and romantic.

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  14. When people talk about lovers as muses, I remember a party where a poetry friend met one of my prose writing friends, both women, and the poetry friend asked my prose friend what the women in my novels were like, thinking she was going to get dirt on me. She was shocked when my prose friend said, “They kick ass!” And then I realized that my positive and negative emotions were being channeled into two different mediums of expression.

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  19. Wow! What a passionate analogy for shared love. This is brilliant, Devika. I could feel each of you caressing each other like one would caress the spine or familiar pages of a favorite book. I love, too, your use of the library motif. You are so creative and unique: that’s why your work stands out!

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  29. This is stunningly beautiful, I’ve had to read through it a few times because it’s tugged at my heart’s strings! To find a love like this would be a dream, someone to be my constant ❤

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