Observe and stagnate the cuts on my eyelid
or the shaking body
Pretend that love-making, a part of the moon
In the windowsill, in the corners of the ebb
Pour your heaviness on my bosom at rest
where the hummingbird knit its nest
Slice and colour your hands
Honey-suckle your moist tongue,
clocks kissing clocks
Mysterious church bells, hush.
Observe and stagnate my white blood
whisper your spring,
thunderstorms into my belly,
carve it into a sweet meadow,
something like soft and crisp,
Hanging bulbs, lotus, potion, lotion.
clean and holy.
Blend your colour, smell
and scratch my bones.
Observe and Rest now.
©MVS
💖💜
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Very nice!!
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I am always grateful!
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No problem at all fellow poet
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“Pretend that love-making, a part of the moon
In the windowsill, in the corners of the ebb”
Brilliant se bhi zyada brillant!
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I truly am losing my potential I feel. This is something so uncanny I would say but you are lovely enough to praise this also!
Love you, N!
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Nooooo. Never say that! A star never stops shining. You are that.
Love you too, even if I don’t say it often
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Honored!!!🙏❤️❤️
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Observe and stagnate the cuts on my shaking body..you started with a lot of passion in lines…now can I hail you for this paragraph.Pour your heaviness on my bosom at rest
where the hummingbird knit its nest
Slice and colour your hands
Honey-suckle your moist tongue,
clocks kissing clocks
Mysterious church bells, hush….what the heaven…such a seductive capsule of this whole poem…blend your smell ,colour and scratch your bones…..I don’t want to appreciate anymore…I am out of words.and I am in u happiness..as india won…anyway..devika..you always kill smoothly and deeply
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You never fail to emphasize your admiration for my work which really thirills me beyond the levels of happiness! Oh my!
I am really grateful to have such a great voracious reader like you Kalyan. I highly admire your comments and words. People like you keep us going at times!
Thank you and congrats for our win.
Stay blessed!
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Thanks for reply,,I mean like reply,,u always enjoy your poems,that’s all I want to say.I want to tell you..how much I liked each line…and I am learning through them
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This is a beautiful an extraordinary work, one day I will write something a remarkable and lovely as this! ❤
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That’s a comment of a high regard!
❤️
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❤
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Lovely! I love your repetition of observe and how the poem “goes through” a journey sort of thing!
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You are one of my dear reader’s, Floral!
Much love.
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A poetic mystery
An outpouring flowing.
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Thank you for such warm words.
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Bravo Devika. You have taken the art and beauty imbued in the lovemaking to a next level.Oh how much I wish if people could see the enormous beauty in the art bestowed on us by the divine.
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It’s you who seeks beauty everywhere, otherwise I am ordinary!
And your words are so true about the art!
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C’mon you are no where close to ordinary.Ill always cherish you as a person
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I’m going to bury the hatchet. Life is too short. This is a great post.
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So lovely to hear from you after the hiatus!
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Hope you are doing and feeling well.
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I am surviving. Thanks!
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Welcome
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“whisper your spring,
thunderstorms into my belly,
carve it into a sweet meadow,”
A surrealism poetry of majestic and inspiration. Love it!
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You are yourself an amazing poet and so you humble me.
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🙂 Bless your heart my friend. 🙂
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I can only learn from here, now that i a pen a few in a poor copy style. The ambition is to reach somewhere near and I know to equal is blasphemy. A disciple never thinks of equalling the goddess. But a fan needs blessing, daily if more frequent is not possible
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