SHREYA

Apr 2021

Kenneth Knowlin Jr

Love Box

If your looking for me
There’s an empty box
At your front door
That used to hold the key to my heart
I left the box for you
The same way you left me...

SHREYA Apr 2021

Untitled

when I die
do not burn me
or bury me inside the ground
instead cover me in ink
and surround me with papers

- a poet never dies

SHREYA Apr 2021

a life process

healing is a process
just like breathing
it continues until you die

SHREYA Apr 2021

Untitled

I feel lost
she complained
he replied
the moon is also lost
and eclipsed
before it shines

SHREYA Apr 2021

her personal map

whenever she felt lost
the moon aligned the stars
in the sky guiding her way
back home

SHREYA Apr 2021

Untitled

she carried a cloud of thoughts
over her head and when it overflowed
it rained through her hands
on the paper in the form of poetry

SHREYA Apr 2021

Wish

I wish I could forget how your love tastes like
I wish I could forget how your warmth felt like
I wish I could forget how your fingers grazed me
I wish and I wish to forget every little detail of you