Napowrimo#9
Whirl like topaz,
hear exhaustive voices, all like a mother-daughter relation.
Watch a point of Stagnation. Reverberation. Too much cold.
and carry the footsteps behind,
live, live like a flower on a naked body.
There are no cloying questions of life.
You will fail if you swallow life.
Don’t.
Don’t fidget about the atmosphere.
Observe these crazy annoying things in your mind.
Lillies blooming and dying.
Things as soft as a petunia.
Things are as dark as my mind.
Let them slip, oiled and kneaded
into the stack of insomnia and other wild things.
Do not think.
Conjunction of mind is a beautiful process.
So let it be.
Speed creating a sliced illusion,
you cant’ defy filthy chipped minds and nails.
Let the process of leaking begin.
Watch it once again.
How your body floats, finger evaporates up in the sky.
That glorious sky, now.
Watch it fall again.
Things that make you full.
Rains, flowers, mushrooms
bouncing like peals of laughter of unborn.
hear it… hear it again.
Let things crack in your small aperture.
“Conjunction of mind is a beautiful process.” – It definitely is!
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Thank you.❤️
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Loved it. Every single line appealed to me…. thank you for sharing this one… ♥️
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I am glad you liked it.
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“You will fail if you swallow life.” Gave me shivers. Love this piece!
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Life is a mountain. And we can’t swallow it, we can move it though.❤️
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Wow. Some incredible images here.
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Yiee, thanks!
How are you Lorraine?
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I’m ok thanks Devika. Considering. Hope you are ok
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The imperatives create a sense of urgency — I liked that!
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Oh yes! Thank you for reading.❤️
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You are welcome! That strong tone was geat!
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🙏🙏
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Great
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I love this. Especially this reminds me of thelostsouls blog. Keep writing.
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She is a good friend of mine. Miss her. Hope she is okay.
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I too wish the same.
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Beautiful as they always are
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❤️
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Great use of juxtaposition between empty/full and rising/falling.
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Thankyou for noticing. Thanks a lot.
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You are kindly welcome.
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Yes!
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Beautifully written as always!
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❤️❤️
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This is surreal. Life between fullness and between things which are empty.
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Wonderfully written – D
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Thank you.🙏
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My pleasure
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Thread pierced the wound. Your poetry is like cocaine . The more you have, the more you want.
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Love this.
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