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  Oct 2020 Aparna
Julie
Play me a song
Forget me not
Chorus to echo
Forget me not
Deep to bellow
Forget me not
  Oct 2020 Aparna
ymmiJ
my heart felt compass
guiding always toward home
warm in bed with you
  Oct 2020 Aparna
tina kimi
if this tear streaks were wiped by a caring hand
would it made a difference

if the plea for help had been heard by a kind ear
would it made a difference

if we give more than we take would it made a difference

if love is worth a dollar then would we take it more serious
  Oct 2020 Aparna
Natasha Monica
Zeus bothered the sleeping summer

And left the moon bewildered-

Dancing around earth clockwise,

Stars fell in complete mayhem.



And there came Poseidon in rage!

Waves reached the mighty sky

And never returned to its abode,

Abruptly, it stopped kissing the lonely shore.



Hades crawled out from the underworld

With the three-headed Cerberus

Wiggling its tail, mouth wide-open-

Summer was doomed.



Screaming to the deserted forest,

Echoed voice answered the call

Autumn turned silver from gold

Spring battled with Fall.



Turmoil awakened the sun

Stretching out its rays to the skyline

Coating the universe with warmth

Hope sprouted as the birds sang.



The gods went back to Olympus-

Left the earth in yellow embrace

Filled the clouds with pink and orange hues

Behind this milieu, I found you.
  Oct 2020 Aparna
Natasha Monica
You smell like a wet wood-
Freshly watered with rain;
Dried up by the crisp of the wind;
And golden shade of sunlight peeking through the leaves.

You reminded me the sonnets of Shakespeare-
Classic, romantic, and deep.
I swam into your thoughts but was drowned-
A renaissance man; I cannot fathom.

You sounded like a heavy rain-
Pouring carelessly on the hot tin roof;
I could listen to it, ceaselessly-
Under the white blank sheets on a lazy Sunday.

You tasted like the last drop of coffee;
Dripping through my throat, s-l-o-w-l-y.
Wanting for more-thirsty for the unknown.
A strong bittersweet addiction.
This is the continuation of my first poem called "The Prologue".
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