An entire life wraps itself
beneath the curtain of my orange mess.
You see few things here biting me like a void,
a fist to feel the pain
I have things half-written over here,
a half-written aesthetic journal
hammered down with sunburnt phases.
I have twigs of my memory
packed in a box of despair somewhere.
A point of subservience.
But then,
a poem falls
from my rinsed, soaked skin of spring.
I call it catharsis.
How my words dance around my convex neck,
how my creased papers sigh like a downpour.
And I all have is memories
of blue-bathed cloth
of sins& bottle-brush
All I have now is
rest
rest for my eyelids,
rest for my empty body,
my dancing, elliptical body.
Submissions for my collective olive skins here
Profound
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Thank you.
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Most welcome
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Beautifully penned, my friend. ❤️
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Dorinda❤️
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Superb! Mesmerising!👌❤️
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Thank you, dear.:)
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How did you even think of this!💙💙💙
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Writers block.:)
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Sometimes the words form the lines that dance from your mind to settle on the paper that you wrote in your heart. This is a really lovely poem 🙂 🙂
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So kind of you. Thank you, sir
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And the way you treasure memories ❤️❤️
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Yes.🙏
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🌸🌸
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😍 has a good feeling for literature
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Gorgeous
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❤️❤️
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👌👌👌
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Loved this
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❤️❤️
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A portrait of thought and feeling beautifully painted by the brush of your pen.
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How beautiful your words are!
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Your are sincerely welcome!
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I’m so glad this one slipped out of you ❤
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I have never failed to mesmerised by your work!! I just love your poem!
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I love you so much, M!:)
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Beautiful!!
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Thank you darling.
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Aha..for your dancing elliptical body.Such beauty and grace in this one.
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Yiee❤️❤️
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“But then,
a poem falls
from my rinsed, soaked skin of spring.”
Loved this! Brought a lump to my throat.
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I am so touched.
Thank you!
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This was beautiful from start to finish, but that lasgt stanza was poetry.
So perfectly done.
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Great poem! It was beautiful.
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Gorgeous. Naked.
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❤️
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Beautiful ❤❤
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Thank you
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This is beautiful,,, awesome, just flowing
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I loved it. ☺
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Thanky you, Mohit.
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Anytime @myvaliantsoul. ☺
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I love the imagery here.
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❤️
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Brilliant..
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The poem looks real. I love it
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Thank you
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Flawless. I love how you play with words and sounds. From one poet to another; great job!
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Hey thank you Angela!
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beautifully crafted 🙂
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Love it! ❤
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Sunburnt phases. I like it.
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Thank you.
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Beautifully written!
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Thank you.
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A great poem! I haven’t posted in quite some time and would really appreciate your thoughts on my new piece ‘family’ https://malisehoney.wordpress.com/2019/07/06/family/ 😊
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This was beautiful!
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Glad you liked it.
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Loved this ravishing poem, loved the gorgeous photo as well.
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Thank you kindly.:)
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Beautifully penned
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