Moments

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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.


Β©image and words- MVS

NaPoWriMo#7

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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.

43 Comments

  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!!πŸ˜‡πŸ“πŸ‘Œ

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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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