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 Jun 2020 witchy woman
t
hush
 Jun 2020 witchy woman
t
no more speaking
i know you love to drown me in your words
but hush
breathe me in
let the silence fill the room like oxygen
embrace the nothing
let my lips tell silent stories
hold still and you may understand
I don’t want to be controlled by the monsters of my past
but here I am
have you heard this song?
click play. it dances in me
over and over it's you
Her skin was the paper
Her blood was the paint
She took the razor
That once made her faint
And wrote his name
She is gone because
Of him
And
He feels no shame
When you have a child,
And reality grips your senses,
In moderation and mild,
The scolding and tender defences;

When loves goes cold,
And romance becomes a figment,
But you did as was told,
If only that was the requirement;

When death approaches,
And life has run its course,
No time for presupposes,
Only to fulfil, this one sure curse.
Nothing ever remains the same.
I love him
I tell myself
I know that
We will be together forever
I don’t believe that
We could be separated
My thoughts tell me that
He’s the love of my life
Sometimes my heart lies and says
I could live an eternity
Without him
Like my friends say
“We’re perfect for each other”
And you can’t tell me
He’s not the one.

Now read from bottom to top.
 Nov 2018 witchy woman
Ali Ashraf
does the man fear
that he might disappear?
I have gone there
to the unknown
when the ringed bell rings
in the drowsy lane of desire
my chest torn apart
my heart entrapped
taken beyond heavens
through the holy gates
of sweet slumber
that much I do remember
the rest I have forgotten

© Ali Ashraf
 Nov 2018 witchy woman
Tess
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 Nov 2018 witchy woman
Tess
I wish I were dead.
I wouldn't cause any more troubles.
I wouldn't be a burden.
I wouldn't be missed.
Please take me away.
Into the darkness.
Take my life.
I don't care anymore.
Everything would be so much easier.
It's better this way.
Oh, how I wish I were dead.
 Nov 2018 witchy woman
Poetic T
Telling me to pick a card,
    always giving her mine.
                
                Stealing my heart.

I never was a full deck after that.
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