Observe the faint freckles between my fingers,
the red polka dot- a hum of my quiet anger,
slithering like thin sheets between two mouths.
lips- a place of complete soliloquy.
What do I see here?
A place of delusional spots,
hallucinations about a place like home.
So, I form a lotus with my hands,
a shape so pure, spitting shades of anger,
spitting again and again.
i form an Ode to the poetry,
through my index fingers, pastel skin blooming
and my knuckles rather happy.
This is a song I create, with a chest- brown light.
But then,
not everything stays.
Not people or letters.
But then,
then
i wrap my red poems amidst my lashes
and knitting them in my womb.
Something shall stay,
Here, amidst the wild eyes.
Very nice. . .glad to see you back . . .
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Thank you so much.:)
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Wonderful writing ✍️💕💕
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Humbled , I am.:)
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Thank you for sharing this!
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My pleasure.
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Very good ! You are now back with a punch !! Keep writing ✍️
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🙏🏼
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Incredible descriptions, so well written Val (short for valiant-don’t know name)
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Thank you. You can address by that:)
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Pleasure
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Hello Sis !
Your posts are really amazing.
It will be a privilege for me if you take a glance over my posts . Actually I’m a beginner. So it’ll encourage me to improve my amateur skills.
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Hi!
Many thanks and I would love to look at your posts but unfortunately your URL is not working.
Might be a glitch.
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https://adyasha789pi.wordpress.com
Here it is ! Thank you so much!
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‘i wrap my red poems amidst my lashes
and knitting them in my womb.
Something shall stay,
Here, amidst the wild eyes.’
Your words are magic💚
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Sameera is here. Thank you for this.
Love you so much.:)
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