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 Sep 2018 Debanjana Saha
aih
Do not crave me for the petals bloomed around into a beautiful bright red spread.
Do not crave me for the leaves decorated around my body in a dance with the light breeze.
Crave me for the thorns around every part of me for that is where my truth lies, where all of me is real and vulnerable.
Definitely written after Anne Bronte: “he who dares not grasp the thorn should never crave a rose.” My all time favorite quote.
 Sep 2018 Debanjana Saha
Seema
I wished for rain
And soothing words of sweet
But you struck me with pain
In this intolerable heat

On the ground, I lay
In shock of what you just did
I hoped you came to stay
With me and our kid

Something was not right
I sensed the presence of an evil force
A drawn column of fright
And sudden objects began to toss

Darkness started to approach
As you became someone unknown
A lust to ****, a soul roach
To which, I wish, I had known

A language full of filth and foul
You spitted on few standing around
You snorted and then came in the growl
And like a fierce beast, you sat on the ground

My lips trembled but my heart prayed
For help from anyone anyplace
Planks were soon being laid
Around it, to gape and gaze

The unknown tried to escape
But the planks were blessed with holy essence
Verses were read by a person in cape
Darkness eluded by its presence

The unknown seem to struggle in a purifying body
Stubborn, causing it physical harm
Witnessed by everybody
Soon everything became calm

He lay on the ground, with scratches and blood
Breathing heavily as the prayer ended
Rain poured in suddenly, washing away the blood
The evil seem to have descended

He was carried back to my place
For nourishment and care
The man in cape, blessed and left
Puff...in the thin air



©sim
Spilling imagination.
 Sep 2018 Debanjana Saha
julianna
What’s the point of counting days
If they all blend together?
Pill one counts for Saturday, pill two is for Sunday...3, 4, 5, 6, until Friday.
And those are all my days.
Tomorrow will be like today
And yesterday like forever.
Because if anything is futile, it’s that futility is a fact.
They say you should surround yourself
with positive people.
But everyone changes
A season to bloom,
A season of storm,
A season of harvest
A season to wither.
So are we suppose to leave
if they are not in their season of positivity?
Well I say patience is the reason
to love in all seasons.
So will you leave or stay when a friend goes through the season of change
 Sep 2018 Debanjana Saha
Illona
Lonely nights
Staring up to the sky
Looking to the moon
Thinking about words
I need to say
To the mars
When will i meet with those brown orbs
Will i talk to you again dear
I miss you
And
I need you
It's been a thousand times of 20:25 pm
And
I'm still waiting

- S.I
 Sep 2018 Debanjana Saha
Isaac
Companionship is sweet.
People are beautiful.
I think it is pretty neat
That both are so available.
Written 1 September 2018
 Sep 2018 Debanjana Saha
zumee
I had every means
when I meant to be mean;
You mean too much
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