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Priya Sapra Nov 2018
saw you today
after a while
days, months, maybe years?
i don’t know
all I know is
you’re not okay
you were okay as long as I can remember
what happened?
almost started crying talking to you
I miss the old you, I said
you stared into the empty nothing in front of you
that was it
your silence was your pain
I can see it
I wish I could take back time
cause I miss the old you
once again you stared into nothing
and stayed quiet

I told you to take care of yourself and just like that
we never talked today I said to myself
I really miss the old you F
  Nov 2018 Priya Sapra
Em MacKenzie
In your eyes there lives a solar system,
but lately my planets are nowhere to be found,
when rotation is closing, do you miss them?
Your eyes tell a million stories, but in space there is no sound.

In your palms I wish to trace your constellations,
I’m sure there’s a zodiac that connects you and I.
Your infinite galaxy can’t be compared to all other creations,
I just want to float aimlessly in your sky.

I’m running out of air,
and I don’t even care,
‘cause darling the universe is you.
My apologies if I stare,
but such a perfect sight is so rare,
oh darling my heart bursts, it’s true.

Stars line her soul,
and her light is brighter than the sun.
All my life I’ve been a black hole,
but finally destiny and gravity has won.

Her mind is the vast glowing Milky Way,
shining swirls of colour no mortal could ever wish to paint,
and it can pull you in, but you already want to stay,
and bathe in the shimmering hues, both bright and faint.

I’m running out of air,
and I don’t even care,
‘cause darling the universe is you.
Burning up as a solar flare,
your light’s ideal, there is no glare,
but darling I’m cursed as the colour blue.

Stars line her soul,
and her light is brighter than the sun.
Even a supernova has it’s own role,
the suction pulls me away but to you I’ll always run.

They say space is infinite and it’s distance knows no bars,
but I know it’s still intimate to stretch to you across the stars.
We can both still see the moon,
and can still feel the heat of the sun,
I know we’ll combine our two galaxies soon,
and make our planetary systems one.

I’m running out of air,
and I don’t even care,
‘cause darling the universe is you.
The shooting stars answered my prayer,
providing a bond and connection we share,
and I swear, if you burst I’ll use stitches and glue,
‘cause darling the universe is you.
  Nov 2018 Priya Sapra
Fayre
Departed from a life I had once called love, I now tremble in fear for the visions ahead;
I am alone - in a world crowded with loneliness.
I have become vulnerable to the life I lead
Priya Sapra Nov 2018
the smell of smoke
reminds me of you

tried associating the smell with no one or nothing
failed

tried telling myself this is nothing but a smell we sense everyday without really caring

but still
I give a ****

every time I just get a glimpse of the smell of smoke
it reminds me of you

sadly this is it
and while badly it hurts
I sit here and cry a river
everyday, ever minute of the day that flies by
I smell smoke and I think
of
you.
Priya Sapra Nov 2018
death

I’m writing this for everyone who’s lost someone

someone who they’ve kept very close once

someone who’s once been your best friend

someone who loved everyone but never felt loved back

someone who succeeded in trying to end it all

someone who ended up loosing themselves

someone who’s lost a someone

I’m writing this for you
I’m writing this for me
because I don’t want this anymore

I don’t want anymore
deaths.
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