i have words, letters , synonyms
hanging like branches of temple.
point of emotions. wars.
i am not alive, i am hanging like joints.
these ephemeral stages that are bulbs during the day.
for no reason, i am damp and moist.
Forest with twigs lit my entire body.
Is it the poetry spreading like a disease now?
i see no moon…i see only a Point.
point of love. Matrices. Sky impregnated with moisture.
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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.
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You are kind.
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I am, Thank you. I like your style.
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❤❤
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“Sky impregnated with moisture.”
I can rest for just a little while in this line alone. Peace and blessings, Devika.
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Oh I wish you rest with all the sweetest thoughts.
Love.
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Thank you. 💙
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What a great poem! Love this
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It’s nice to see your lovely comment.
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My pleasure
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Sure, I loved reading this!! 🙂
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🙏🙏
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this is a metaphorical treat… love it
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I hope you enjoyed it. Thanks!
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I did enjoy… your welcome
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Beautiful.❤
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Thank you for such sweet words.
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My pleasure ^_^
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I see no moon..only point. Point of love, matrices…Powerfull and beautiful imagery.
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Thanks for those lovely words.
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Ah…wow.
That first line.
Amazing
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Means a lot
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Words breathing beauty💕
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Thank you Sam.
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Lovely beyond words.
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❤️❤️
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♥️💞
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Awesome poem
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Many thanks.
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Is it the poetry spreading like a disease now? A profound question sometimes I do feel it is spreading like a contagion so hard to abstain.
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Yeah that only. Poetry is just too many things I feel
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Yes you are very observant and that shows in your writing.
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