Life bleeds
with vacuum and spaces,
backwards, a concave slope
mouths of thickening slurps.
it confesses its leakage
each day, puncturing my navel
a forgotten momentum
of involuted threads
of rising and falling.
Life, bleeds and bleeds.
a copious bruise of camouflage.
©image and words- Devika Mathur/MVS
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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.
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The image and words both are amazing. Please check out my blog and share your opinions as well.
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I don’t have to say it. Nothing can be better.
And let me be keeping my head high here. This post is at the request of your most devoted fan- and that’s me
Thank you so much
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Thanks your words and the time.
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I am so happy. So very happy.
To reiterate I am your most devoted fan
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Why do you keep on emphasising on being my ardent fan???? Like it’s bothering me now!!
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I know it’s my defect. The less I open my mouth, it’s better. Thank you for correcting and sorry for the botheration
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I love the picture ❤️
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Thank you.❤️❤️
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Beautifully written
Love the emotions it evokes and the images it creates..
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Thank you so much. 🌸🌸
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My pleasure 😊
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A copious bruise of camouflage. Great imagery. So true. Devika. Good write
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Hey Lorraine, thank you love.🌸
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And we still want to hold on life, even if it slips each second from your hands. Life bleeds, and so does we, giving us words, making someone our poetry.❤️ Your words provoke deep thoughts in my soul, Devika.🌼 More power to you and your pen.🤗
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Dear S,
It’s always so nice to hear your beautiful words on my work. You make me happy
Thanks!❤️
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Pleasure reading your beautiful work always.🌼🌼
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dope
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So beautiful.
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Thank you so much.
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“a copious bruise of camouflage”…..perfection!
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Thank you kind soul
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Those closing lines are everything girl!
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Deep and Intense!
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🙏🙏
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खूबसूरत
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Thanks.
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Love the imagery! Beautifully written!
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I so missed your words❤️
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“a copious bruise of camouflage.” – I can’t let go of these words, so I kept with them for a while – just so beautiful!
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Thank you Pragal. Lots of love to you.🌸
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Much Love dear friend.
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Excellent.
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Thank you so much.
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You really have a way with words! Love it!
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Aww, thank you
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Loved the metaphor and conclave and life moving backward and bleeding..There is always that tinge of pain in your poetry and you define it beautifully but for some reason, it feels like you are holding yourself back while writing this.
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I am not holding anything back I guess, it’s just that my mind gets so nostalgic at times that I can’t help but ponder deeply.
Thanks love.❤️
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Oh this is for sure that your poems are so deep.The reason I like them so much.
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Killin it with the imagery. Beautiful piece Dii :).
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Hey, thank you so much.
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Beautiful, lovely thoughtful poem!keep writing💐
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Thank you.
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You’re most welcome!💐
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Thanks!!
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You’re most welcome!
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I love the emotions portrayed here.
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No one can write better complex dark emotions better than you
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Means a lot, S.
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My pleasure
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It’s all beautiful, but that last line, Devika! Wow.
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You are such a blessing to me.🌸
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Likewise! 💜
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Beautiful
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Means so much coming from you. Thank you for the support.
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Your quite welcome, just keep it up!
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Oh wow! Vacuum. I have thought of it as being concrete. I really like how you convey it. The way you wrote, makes me picture a weird decaying old being.. poking ur navel,with slurping mouths. Well done!
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It means a lot when my words can be felt with such intricate emotions.
Thank you for such lovely words.
Really appreciate it a lot.
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“a copious bruise of camouflage” what an amazing line.
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Many thanks.
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