fears, apparitions
all in the fist of sun
drunk like Orange ghost
I sip a string of velvet curtain
palpable strings of night
i take the atmosphere home,
Autumn breaking down,
in need of denouement
a phase of psychosis-
what does a star desire?
Hope, freedom
or a song to sing itself.
®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.
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MY VALIANT SOUL 
I would say a song to sing itself.
Beautiful poetry MVS, true to the high standard that’s in your style. Happy for the opportunity to read and enjoy
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Thankyou
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Excellent MVS. Your writing is always so rich and profound.
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Thank you Andrew. Great to hear from you.
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Have been extremely busy. My crazy life is slowly untangling. Be well MVS.
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Hope, freedom
or a song to sing itself.
Loved it dear..
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A song to sing to itself. How awesome !!
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You are back. Thanks.❤️
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😊🤗
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“What does a star desire?”
I love what you did here, Devika. This is such a powerful line.
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Beautifully written, as always ❤️
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❤️❤️
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Hope for sure laced with a pristine song would be my take 😊. A beautiful rendition
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Beyond beautiful. Hope laced with a humming song would be my take 😊
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Thank you S.
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My pleasure D
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Wow!
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❤️❤️
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Every time I conclude that this is my favorite piece of writing by you, you come up with another one & it becomes my ultimate favorite for the day until you write next time. Not every writer has a magical essence to their writing like you do, you’re truly gifted! 💞
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Oh my! Your immense love is everything to me.
Sending you loads of love N.
Your work is chilling as well, you Know that.❤️
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Very powerful poem. Thank you for sharing! Of all the interesting lines “I take the atmosphere home” for some reason I can’t grasp yet was my favorite.
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Pleased to know you loved it. So kind of you.
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This is amazing! You have a very lyrical cadence with your words, which is enjoyable. I can see future literature classes analyzing this piece.
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Your comment just made me smile.
Thank you dear.
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I love that I made you smile! Thank you for your content!
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short but powerful, a song so good that it sings even after its over
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Thank you ESP.
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You really cannot get the essence of the poem in its first read..maybe it’s only me..But in every pass, I find a new beauty, a new meaning in your poem.”drunk like Orange ghost”what a metaphor.
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