Nurse or nun//

i want to discover the process of sanity & amorphism
where i can discover pure breaths, inundating through little grass
like grasshopper smoothening my skin, eating my aches and sins.
The whiteness of this overloaded sky, perforated as my pain
I want to swim in the sky,
tearing off the sky-dress, lightning dripping like blood,
i want to swallow my body, entirely
with hoops of squelching words,

i can be a nurse for a day-
meadows of hospital beds, soaked once again
or a nun perhaps-
praying till i become a forgotten prayer,
in the minds of rapists & narcissists.
Walking like a shadow,
over the blue’s of water, i can eat the fish
and become one.
Threads of burden tangle your body
like a clinged kite, knives.
sharp forever.



43 thoughts on “Nurse or nun//

  1. Your words can nurse deep wounds and if you are nun your prayers can heal many souls.โค๏ธ
    I absolutely adore this piece of poetry, weaved perfectly.๐Ÿ˜Š

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  2. Beautiful.What a way to absolve your sins or seek redemption being a nurse or a nun. A mere attempt of your souls to be free once again from all the pain and the angst deeply seeded.My fav lines “praying till i become a forgotten prayer”

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  3. There is so much depth to your writing and diving in it is just pure sense of sanity. It’s more like every read is a bless. You are blessed with writing to the core of the human emotion and I’m blessed to have a read to such a supercalifragilisticexpialidocious write up.

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