How many cuts does it take for a tree to heal?
Beneath the dark trunk of the Cedar tree,
memories and lives are buried
Above that same tree, premonitions of death and twitches exist
Symphony along with words is music like soft poppies
dancing in circles on my bulky breasts, (dripping sound of sweat, wax)
Your lie was my favourite perfume,
I wore that inside my body, like branches opening up, one by one
My mouth is full of water and dirt.
You are standing like a white faded star
full of thunderbolts, recumbent beds of black horizon
sticking to my tender green veins,
Between blank spaces and unsaid words, you existed like a stained-cellar
Bruised telephones, crooked chains of hope
Aligned perfectly under your dark skin,
the bites of ant wakes me up from a deep slumber,
Entwined bones crackles like spider’s great piece of architect
This is when I see, end of seasons
end of river flow, end of unseen Unicorns.
©My Valiant Soul
I love it. Bahut jyada💖
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Haha.
Thanks my lovely friend.
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Reality can be the worst nightmare at sometimes…
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Sure, it can be.
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I love this , needs to be read many times to get the full attention! As usual you outdo yourself with your verse.
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Please honour it my friend as many times as you feel like.
Love!
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Oh my god…this is wow.This is fantastic ,I loved reading this.You compared all parts of tree with women’s feelings and emotions,and her hope for survival.Especially the line about dancing in circles on my bulky breast..” the heart beats behind breast and the way you compared that sound is awesome. ” Your lie was my favorite perfume” This is fab.She loved it ,and That’s perfume someday turning into kind of slow poison .The most extraordinary part do this poem is You compared the women’s heart with beautiful expression at end of poem,like ” ants waking her up,and architect of spider” This is what happens to tree.TREE IS HOME FOR ALL CREATURES.but the way you took those and comparing with hurt and sadness of her reality is 👌👌👌👌.Loved a lot 💜💜
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Must I say your perception has outgrown a lot of weightage over the past couple of weeks which is really praiseworthy and commendable to say.
You have looked this work with great sincerety and truth. Well done!
And thank you, always!
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Yeah..The only thing I am doing from past weeks is giving myself more time while reading your poems.I generally read others poems without much effort,I easily can understand.But when it comes to your poem.I have to search dictionary,I have to keep my brain here.I have to read and swallow every line to my heart otherwise I am unable to get you.Previously,I thought of not reading your poems because I really never understood those.That’s why I always asked you doubts about your poems.But now I am taking lot of effort to understand it.And but I am really enjoying the effort.And I really love to imagine your world through your poems.And I really like to write all things about what I feel.Hope you don’t mind reading it,because sometimes they are like no passage of comments.If it’s making you uncomfortable,I will tell in short manner.But I just want to pour out my feelings to you.
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Oh, I understand your words deeply and it’s completely my pleasure that you give so much of time to my work.I really appreciate your efforts and views.
You will definitely get all the words if you want it truly. Thank you,Kalyan!
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very deep and expressive words
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Thanks!
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As always you have poured your heart out here.
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And you know that so well dear.❤️
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This is when I see, end of seasons
end of river flow, end of unseen Unicorns..
This is seriously out of the box ending…..
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Thank you love!😊
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Gorgeously penned… love the comparison❤
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Thanks Kim!❤️
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This is beautiful, each line is so delicately woven that it’s impossible to single out any. Loved reading it, the title is equally exquisite and so apt. This deserves an applause that’s not possible in a comment.
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I am speechless truly to hear such great words!
My thanks could not do justice to your this humble gesture.
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A powerful piece. Well done!
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Pleasure to hear that from you!
Many thanks.
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My pleasure!
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I don’t think I need to tell you how much I love the title since I basically live there. I was actually hoping you join up cause you’re my favourite writer not writing for SD. This magnum opus poem just encapsulates why.
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This is truly overwhelming now!
I actually am looking forward to joining your beautiful collection as I resonate so well with all the talented writers over there and of course you too.
Infact, I sent a mail today only regarding this. Hope it gets answered!
😊
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Awesome! I’m sure the editors will be sagacious enough to incorporate you into the SD infrastructure. 🙂
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Only if they still have an extra space for me.😊
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If they don’t then I’ll give up my seat like a gentleman. Lol.
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Oh my!
What a sweet gesture once again.🙏
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Beautiful my valiant soul.
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So glad I am!
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Beautiful poem!!
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Thank you so much.
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No problem at all fellow poet
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The oxymoron in your opening line is brilliant – cuts usually harm us but in this case, it may release what is eating away within and therefore heal the host. The perfumed lie – that’s how they usually arrive – and their show poisoning, is also a brilliant analogy for what happens when we are deceived. Great writing, Devika, as usual!
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You are the one who gets my figurative speech and I truly adore that.
You are a genius as I say!
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I love your use of figurative language because I love using it, too. And, you write it so well. Aw, you are kind, Devika. I;m just a humble reader!
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🙏🙏
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Such vivid imagery, it’s stunning ❤️
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Thank you so much Rachel.
Your words always cherish me.😊
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Wow
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So many thanks.
🙏
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I feel every word..
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I am so glad you did.
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This is gorgeously penned, Devika!
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And a beautiful soul comments on my work.
Always a pleasure.😊
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Likewise! 💜
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I read it more than once and many times to get the notion behind this beautiful imaginary comparing the similarities of our pain with tree.
Something added to learning phase here.☺🙏
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That’s only because you are too kind that I can’t even thank you enough.
So honored.
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Will come back and read again.. so many thoughts, compells a third fourth read
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Ah, completely my honour.
Please come back at your ease.
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Stunning
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Lovely!
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Thank you.
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Thanks.
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I nominated you for sunshine blogger award.
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You r brilliant and I have nominated you for Sunshine blogger award
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Thank you lovely but I have an award free blog.
I am still honored anyway.❤️😊
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It’s okk dear😊
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😊❤️
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