i can’t mend things perfectly
like a soothsayer in my vagina
asking to rise- a phoenix of morality
but i cant do a thing flawlessly you see-
i have a thing forsaken to blend
with another skin of my body,
cerulean dreams of raisins and chestnut
i am black
i am broken,
pieces jittered in a jigsaw game
so i can’t cook food for you,
neither i can wash sublime clothes,
naked your soul-let it be ah!
my fingers are flaky,
monsoon in one part of the world-
unrest in a soliloquy of dreams,
yes i bleed while sleeping, morose cryptic ways
yes, i am numb,
sour apple jam to lick and throw.
I am all of that,
imperfections,
like a lotus in the salina.
Skin is music
skin is lyrical,
regenerating faces of loss
and i cling to it till
i drop my ashes to rest.
©Image and words of MVS
I drop my ashes to rest. That is an awesome climax.
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❤️❤️
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Intense!
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Thank you.
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Sorry..I didn’t read it..your pic has million poems..you look😍😍 beautifulll..sorry..will read it later….right now reading your last poem..will comment on that now
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Thank you yet.🙏🙏
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Pieces jittered in a jigsaw game. Several powerful lines. This was my fave. Have a good one MVS
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Andrew, you are too kind to always splash some beautiful words.
Thank you.
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After reading your amazing writing, it is absolutely my pleasure.
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So beautiful, the last part got me. ❤️
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Thank you lovely.
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@my valiant soul- I really liked it. Really strong words that moved me.
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Thank you
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I am an aspiring poet too. Can you read some of my poems and a give a feedback on those? It would be great if you could tell my the various platforms where I could publish my work. Thanks 🙂
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can you please help me out?
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Oh yes sure, I just missed your message in between.
Your poetry is well crafted. You still need to make a good use of metaphors, and other tools.
Try contacting Indian Periodicals. They might be useful for publishing your work.
Happy writing.
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Can you read my poem-“A fairy land” please?
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Send me the link
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Took long time …but let me keep my feelings with honesty..the struggle to understand your lines is true..but don’t know whether I have done it right or not “can’t mend thing’s perfectly
like a soothsayer in my vagina
asking to rise- a phoenix of morality”. The first lines itself reeling about the imperfections..but when it came to second line..you used soothsayer of vagina…I felt difficult to understand this.why vagina?? When it’s not sensual poem…then next line you wrote rise like Phoenix of morality…what I understood is vagina is birth place for us..even phenoix comes from ashes..but you reacted these two..means pjenoix born from vagina..I mean..if this is what you meant through innovative wording like soothsayer in vagina and morality of phenoix…I want to bow down tight now devika…how to express this..I mean I am flattered ,impressed,spellbound..what not..to express it in emojis 💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏….and next “have a thing forsaken to blend
with another skin of my body,
cerulean dreams of raisins and chestnut
i am black
i am broken,
pieces jittered in a jigsaw game”this is beautiful tooo…like you expressed how its difficult to change yourself..how others see you as flawed woma..and last line was amazinggggggggggggggg.”.jittered piece of zigsaw’ “unrest in a soliloquy of dreams,
yes i bleed while sleeping, morose cryptic ways
yes, i am numb,
sour apple jam to lick and throw.
I am all of that,
imperfections,”this is really deep…when others mock at our imperfections how we get depressed and numb to pain..there are two extra ordinary lines in this paragraph to discuss one is ” bleed while sleeping..awesome..and next one was sour apple jam lick and throw..can I take moment and keep my appreaciations..actually no words..but let me try to use emojis 💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥👌👌👌👌👌👌👌👌👌,how’s your brain working like this yaaaa….seriously..marvelous….and ending was perfect..skin is lyrical and all…and drop asked to rest..wow..peace in poem..but not inside of person…devika….killerrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr you are..don’t think that I wrote this all to impress you..I really felt wonderful while reading these poems..should learn lot from you
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Kalyan, okay this time I seriously am running out of gratitude and honor for your words. The warmth of your words surely show a great amount of respect for my work.
You may pass through various paths while reading my work. The thing is I tend to knit a serious of couple of thoughts and then my ink just doesn’t stop. It weaves things like crazy. Some easy some intricate.
I am happy though you have taken time to actually dig in! That requires a lot of effort and brains, I agree.
So cheers to your understanding and better knowledge of poetry.
You are my dearest reader, without any doubt.
Thank you!!🙏
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Loved the ending!
Beautiful photo ❤
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Darling you are❤️
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Such a nice read.
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Nice to hear from you, Ankit.
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🙂
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Wow, deep poem!
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Thank you.
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Nicely written with beautiful pic.Stay Happy.
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Thanks
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Beautiful pic, and trust me I tried to understand the poetry employed here, just beyond my limited abilities 🙂
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I thought this is the simplest of my work.lol
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Lol ..no should not laugh, sigh!
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What beautiful words and what beautiful you
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Ah! 🌸
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And your one syllable answer 😊
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Uh..❤️
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😊❤️
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Excellent and thought provoking … Moved me into a trance !
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The image competing with words. I can’t say who’s the winner. Can I award a joint trophy!
On a different note, I have missed another one. Time to do some penance
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Very nice poem and beautiful pic of you!
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Many thanks!!
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Your welcome
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Sultry
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This is potent
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This is a great piece! Awesome job Devika!
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Thank you very much.
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My pleasure
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Great dark poetry 🌷
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Thank you
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You’re welcome
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MVS that is Beautiful. ⚘🙂👍❤
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Thanks ❤️❤️
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You are Welcome MVS. 🙂👍⚘
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I feel like your chapbook would be called “You Never Knew Skin Could Be This Poetic”.
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I hope that’s ain’t a sarcasm. Lol
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Beautiful poem and so are you my fellow poet
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Ah❤️
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I loved how ended it,”I dropped my ashes to rest.” Loved it dear.
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Wow ! Loved it .
sour apple jam to lick and throw.
I am all of that,
imperfections,
like a lotus in the salina.
Loved this lines very much👌
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Thank you love. Means a lot.
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It’s my pleasure reading your awesome posts🤗😍
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All I cay after reading this ..this is pure you and such a bliss to read.
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You are reading me and that’s all.❤️
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Aah..How can I not.
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Bravo!!!! Very intense…loved reading.
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Thank you dear.🙏
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Pleasure is all mine.
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Just wow! ❤
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❤️❤️
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A breathtakingly stirring poem MVS! ❤
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Thank you ❤️
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