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to the groom's side:

I am sorry
I never had

the words to say
I love you
one last time.

the truth is..

I don't know how

we got here
or where

I'm going
wrong

but
I do

know

I have
to go.
My periods turn to semicolons
My suicide notes to poetry
My goodbyes became hellos
The blades turn to sunflowers
And the bullets, a rose
My heart still is broken
But the pieces have been found
Death isn’t for me anymore
What is, in the here and now
I still don’t feel enough
But I am alive
And that’s enough to say
Today is not the day I die.
Phantom lilies crawling in dust. Shadows of loom surging forth. Hidden treasures crystallize frost. Gnawing at flesh of all mankind.
Pure is the sin that harbours blood. Flowing to ease the hate.
Blessed are the memoirs of life itself. Behold there is a new morrow to come........
 Nov 2019 Surbhi Dadhich
Nigdaw
I want to go
Where the birds can go,
Escape these ***** streets
Escape in my wildest dreams,
From
Traffic ques and road rage
Constant din of the rat race,
A voyage of serendipity
Here to the deep blue sea.
 Nov 2019 Surbhi Dadhich
Shadow
the tree sulks
leaves fly in the sky
the world turns grey
this my first ever haiku, please forgive my incompetence at it
 Nov 2019 Surbhi Dadhich
Zywa
Friendship is love
working in a store also
but that is practical
that's the cold side

A warm friendship is
unorganized love
(mutually convenient or not
as it suits)

to feed each other
because you recognize yourself
in the image you have of the other
which you like to keep in your heart

a friend is familiar
a friend is peace
even if you grow apart
you still do love each other
Frī = own -> loved -> 1. wife, 2. free (own, no slave)
Friodu / Fridu = peace, rest, the state that one's own is not threatened
Frijōn = dating, caressing, making love
Friōnds = dated, caressed, loved, having made love
Friōnd = 1. relative, 2. someone who obtains the status of relative: friend

Collection “More"
Two can to be seen
With brightly plumes leap from trees
Soar on to warm breezes
just lie down on the smooth soil,
and rest beneath these grey clouds.
feel the rain pound your body,
and listen to its rhythmic sound.
You breathe in and out,
the sky capturing your breath,
but for once,
you do not notice,
and your veins dance with life.
you are calm, as the vines creep beneath you,
slowly pushing, tearing at flesh that was once theirs.
plants begin to burrow through your skin,
sprouting out your mouth,
your chest,
your arms.
Blooming up to the calming sky,
flowers stealing your life away,
so you can rest.
close your eyes and let the world fade away.
This is it. breath out, let it go.
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