I eat the brevity of moments
piece by piece
in irregular, circular motions
like the daunts of rain
the daunts of greys
with cerulean eye- dots.

These limbs are an array of woollen mouths
fragmented and ruffled,
in the moments of despair
in the moments of sunsets.

I conjure and swallow
all that occurred here,
in these moments of pain
in these moments of abortions,

Life romancing fatal nights,
a spider knitting a bridge of paradise
it clicks and time haunts the future.
And, I eat it all…moments.

©image and words- MVS



  1. I love this composition, the last two stanzas are the favorites as it falls in same page to my thoughts.
    Like always just short of words but you keep writing sister!!😇📝👌

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      1. I’m sure others must have noticed but must have for drowned in your poetry.. hahaha.
        Also, you have one of the beautiful profile I have even seen ,poets can easily write poetry about you.You are a beautiful person inside and out Devika.God bless!!

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