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 Jun 2020 hiba sajid
Poetry Art
do you love
when you are ready
or just whenever
love is there?
 Jun 2020 hiba sajid
B Irwin
Our bodies are not temples,
I will not be invaded as such.
We are ecosystems.
Made of grit, blood, and change.
Packed with multitudes of intricacy,
We love like gushing streams.
Wound like thorned bush.
Hurt by humanity like hunted prey.
As we burn, as we are cut down,
As we are wounded, crippled, abused,
We still grow.
 Jun 2020 hiba sajid
Poetistician
I apologize for being so apologetic even if I don't owe you an apology.

-Frances Jay
 Jun 2020 hiba sajid
Goddess Rue
Heaven rained on me,
I breathed in the petrichor,
Bathed in the downpour.
I have sinned,
So destroy me,
With your rain.
Just write
Express your thoughts
On backs of napkins if required to
Sand at beaches
Dust
Snow
Mud
Any surface will do!
And the men and the women who inhabit are the authors of this story titled life
 Jun 2020 hiba sajid
Rupal
Thinking
 Jun 2020 hiba sajid
Rupal
Overthinking
is insanity.
Not thinking
is normal.
Thinking
is a curse.
A chaos within.
Tonight I will be Gazing,
the Dark Skies at Eleven.
Fixing Myself a Date,
with Uranus in Heaven.
Venus next door,
will be Jealous and in Tears.
As I had refused Her Dates,
all over the Years.
Mercury will rise,
after it's affair with Mars.
Saturn will be rocking Neptune
as Jupiter Romances The Stars.
Our poor Earth's Romance,
got left out of the Race.
As the Virus had arrived
and there was a mask on every Face.
Life is meant for
Finding solutions of
Remoteness
Helplessness
And
Loneliness
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