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  Feb 2018 NourCreationz
jess
i feel like time is
s
  l
    i
       p
          p
           i
               n
                    g.

i feel like there is more i could have done yesterday. 
 
i regret not kissing you enough yesterday,
because now i realize i can't tomorrow.

today i missed you,
it came in waves like water clashing against rocks.

yesterday i said "tomorrow you'll be okay."
and again i will tell myself, tomorrow.

yesterday wasn't as bad as today is or will be,

yesterday and tomorrow.
does it make a difference if i feel the same?  
-j.p.
i kinda fixed this one up a bit but it's pretty old - think i'll edit it again later to actually mean something because i really like the ending. sorry if my stuff doesn't make sense.
  Feb 2018 NourCreationz
Kartikeya Jain
When I write about love
I draw ink
from my own blood.
You see,
Flowers need their
own seeds to bloom.
  Feb 2018 NourCreationz
Kartikeya Jain
"And in this world
of dry souls,
she fills the air
with the smell of
rain soaked soil."
  Feb 2018 NourCreationz
Kartikeya Jain
"And her smile
was made of flowers that
united the lovers
comforted the dead
and
grew on my heart."
  Feb 2018 NourCreationz
Kartikeya Jain
"And her lips
were made of cigarettes
that touched mine
and turned us into smoke."
  Feb 2018 NourCreationz
Kartikeya Jain
Dripping
from the neck
to your collarbones
the sweat on your skin
meets your musky perfume
and leaves a scent
which makes my heart
run like a mad man.
  Feb 2018 NourCreationz
Kartikeya Jain
"And her hair
were like the ocean
that fell onto me
like strong wind tides
and turned me into salt."
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