we look at the same clouds.
the same loose hanging blue tint of our elbow.
we sniff the same sky,
the paper balls of dreams.
ah, it reminds me of your whole body.
a map cascading through your hairline to your hip.
a sky resides there too.
The water. The rain.
The crinkling sheets of staircase.
the steps that go mad.
mad/ inflated/ swing.
i often want to hold your breath
between my palms, a souvenir of Cupid’s.
or maybe preserve and turn in into a vintage burp.
oh yes, i can swallow this sky.
i can swallow you.
for we both are liquid,
between the squirming gasps.
there is a corner of Life.
up in the grey, lava, fat sky.
we shall meet like dust, like a sound.
like a pool of soft indentation.
up there.
in the sky.
between the
calamitous whiff and your black eyes.
This poem reads to me like two lovers lying down and smoking together and making poetry out of the whiffs of the smoke. My fav lines “we shall meet like dust, like a sound.
like a pool of soft indentation.
up there.
in the sky.” Beautiful words. Devika.
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Yeah, you got the whole conjecture of this theme so beautifully. Thank you Megha!
And yes, do keep reading whenever you have time, that’s completely okay.
Love to you.❤️
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Oh yes I can swallow this sky..
Beautiful!
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Hey!
Thanks a lot.
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Incredible. Beautiful. You know these words I mean so genuinely for you. Your poem leaves me with a feeling indescribable.
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I genuinely appreciate your comment. Pragal, you are kind to say this and I am truly touched.
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I thought the poem was its strongest here:
“it reminds me of your whole body.
a map cascading through your hairline to your hip.
a sky resides there too.
The water. The rain.
The crinkling sheets of staircase.
the steps that go mad.
mad/ inflated/ swing.
i often want to hold your breath
between my palms, a souvenir of Cupid’s.”
and the last line as well. Devika, this is magical and there is such vivid description throughout the poem. Very well done.
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Yeah, I did romantic this time or a shadow of romantic. I am glad you liked it, Tre.
You are the sweetest.
Sending love!❤️
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*big hugs*
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Omg. I just love how you write. True fan I am. Keep writing.
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I am hearing from you after a long time. Hope you are good and thank you .
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I came to readers section after a long time. And I knew which blogs to read. Your poetry is brilliant.
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Oh, honored.
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😊
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Great poem👌👌👌
Keep blogging and have a gorgeous day my friend..
Beautifully written…
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Thank you
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You’re most welcome… sunshine shine your way…Good evening and have a great tea☕
Cheers!!!
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Wonderful. Easy to get lost in these lines of yours.
I loved this: “…i often want to hold your breath
between my palms…”
Truly inspired line
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Yes, my fav too.
Thank you.
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Holy shit this is so so good. I could feel the emotion behind each & every line. ❤❤❤
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Hi, thank you for perching a little here also.❤️
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What a lovely piece. A delight to read. “we sniff the same sky” this line held me the strongest.
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Hey!
Thank you for this kind read Muntazir.
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My pleasure
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Absolutely beautiful!❤️
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Just like you dear.
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Beautiful piece mate ✔️ 💯❤️
Loved it !!
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🙏🙏
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Really enjoyed this. There is something ethereal about it.
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Appreciate your words.
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Lovely!!!
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Thank you Vidur!
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Makes me miss being in love. Beautifully written.
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Aww.
Thanks sweetheart.❤️
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This is just beautiful ❤ your writing is so good!
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Thank you Dear Ruthie. That’s a lovely name btw.
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Thank you 🙂
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