this time,
my ribs are the house of tears of walled up cities, lost.
a sunken pool of total insanity, you might say.
i want to feel antique, like a vintage lampshade burning bright
in the corners of total darkness.
a flower of hope, blooming on my hip, on my lip.
this insanity does all the bizarre things, like a foot inside a mouth,
choking the timeline of flashbacks.
the mewl of sighs, swollen up, gazed up.
i could armor myself, like soft breeze
only at nights now, hallucinations maybe?
the broken air that traps my waist, sits next to me.
it calls me her baby.
a moist conversation.
i often hear whispers of this brain clinging my mouth,
it offers silent prayers too.
i burn with a film of oil in the tongue.
a poisoned needle that disturbs a human.
so, i paint my skin with a nude color of weeds,
to camouflage like a sky in the sky.
words lost in words.
a pattern.
and i wake up the next morning to repeat the same insipid steps. I create art each day.
💞
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This is gorgeous. Wonderfully so.
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What a stunning opening, it just ensnares you! Well done, D!
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Thankyou Kunal!
This is just another lever of bizarre writing of mine, I feel.
Hope you are great, though?
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👍😊
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Dats deep lines 🖤
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Too deep, I guess!
Thank you though.
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Yess it is !!
Pleasure always for ur work dear
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I am D-E-A-D.
This is beyond my definitions of beautiful. It is hard hitting poetry. It’s just…..
Thank you for writing this MVS!💙
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I know this is just too dark!! My mind is in berserk situation. Sameera, thank you for reading this thing!
Love to you.
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I feel you.. it’s the same here. Breathe.😊
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Oh I know.❤️❤️
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I felt this in my soul because I’ve been there, too. Gorgeous and raw poetry out of you today, D. ♥️💕✨
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Thank you Kelly.
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“ my ribs are the house of tears”
I feel her deep sobs. Wonderful poem! Love your writing!
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I am truly humbled. Glad you liked it. Many thanks!
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♥♥♥
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Last line, beautiful
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❤️❤️
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Reblogged this on Dances with Tricksters and commented:
Brilliant, Devika!
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Thank you Allie.
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A deep piece filled with hints of feeling out of place within the skin, as if the sol belongs elsewhere in another time or dimension. Many of us create art from the cacophony of voices that keep us company, then repeat it daily. Relatable and beautiful as always
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Soul belongs elsewhere!! Ah, how accurately stated.
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I really connected.
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As always, you did.. Thank you.
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You are kindly welcome.
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Insanely deep.
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Wonderfully written, as always! Hope you are well! ❤
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Hey thank you D!
I am fine and hope the same for you .
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You’re welcome, D!
Hanging in, every day’s an adventure! 🙂
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This piece is like a flower blooming in darkness. Beautiful. ❤
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I am just touched beyond words! You girl.❤️
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‘..this insanity does all the bizarre things, like a foot inside a mouth,
choking the timeline of flashbacks.
the mewl of sighs, swollen up, gazed up…’
Oh my God, this is so raw and dark
Amazing work, Devika!
❤
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Hi S!
Thank you for always reading my intense dark poems. I truly appreciate your kind and dear words.
You are a sweetheart.
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This made me teary.
I loved it
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Aww.🙏
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Dark and deep!
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Thankyou Muntazir for reading.
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Lovely share deep thoughts💐
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I feel like sitting in the poem and being one of the words that made it up. Truly wonderful.
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That means a lot. Thank you for your dear words.
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Amazing 🌹🌿keep blogging dear🍀
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An amazing piece
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🙏🙏
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🙏🙏
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“””, i paint my skin with a nude color of weeds,
to camouflage like a sky in the sky.
words lost in words.
a pattern..””” how can you write these kind of line…do one thing…in insta..sully some of your brain in form of liquid to me..I will drink it and try to write poem
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I definitely should create such a vivid potion for you to have it.
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Hmm…thanks goddess
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it’s like you turned english into something transparent and suddenly i can see everything.
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Wow. I am in smiles.
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I have always read your posts with an amazed feeling. It continues. But of late I am getting a feeling that I am understanding you better. Earlier it was an awesome feeling when reading, but now the words stick. Not that I fully comprehend, but I absorb the essence.
Thank you MVS, my favourite
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it has been long. hoping you’ve been well and taking care of yourself 🙂
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Yes.
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Oh I will. Thank you.
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