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Nidhi Mar 2021
Oh my eyes are not blue
but when I cry water comes out
as if my eyes were rain clouds filling the ocean
where does the water come from
my eyes are the Sahara desert
there is no water there
it hasn't rained for years
whys it raining now?
Am I creating an ocean?
are the droplets used to grow plants and create life in the ocean?
but my eyes aren't blue
Nidhi Mar 2021
The broom swifts the tiles effortlessly
it amazes me how graceful it is
the hair just graze the tiles
doesn't hurt the tiles one bit  
The broom leaves the tiles clean
not a speck of dust can be seen
Nidhi Jan 2021
You're afraid of the fire
every time you see it
every time you put your hand out to the fire you pull it away
you pull your fridged hands back inside the handwoven pocket
are you afraid shes different?
why are you afraid of the fire?
why are you afraid of getting burned?
i put my hand gently in her hair
I kiss her soft lips
the fire.... the fire doesn't burn
it feels warm against my umber skin
I don't feel cold in the fire
why are you afraid of the fire?
the fire shares the same oak as us
I love the fire on my skin
Nidhi Jan 2021
the more i think of you
the bitterness in my tongue  grows
the words glossed over my tongue taste like a citrus peel
the words are rigid
the flavor is strong
I cant seem to get the flavor off my tongue
water wont wash it down
it wont wash the bitter
it just masks the flavor
but my tongue is still bitter
whenever my lips say your name
my tongue goes bitter
Hey its been awhile i've been kinda busy lately :)
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