Ishani Behera

Ishani Behera Dec 2016

Symphony

And all your days singe together like a symphony of cigarette smoke and sadness; feels disgusting in a beautiful way

Ishani Behera Dec 2016

Blossoms

Almost thirty-seven hundred miles
pressed like stubborn blossoms
between the last time I kissed you and tonight
**And yet, you still feel like a sound caught in my throat

Ishani Behera Dec 2016

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Your veins flowed with pure poetry and I stole the words from your mouth with my *kisses

Ishani Behera Dec 2016

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And as the glass gets emptied , it begins to fill up with all the things I want to say to *you

Ishani Behera Dec 2016

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But we were a melting *** of sinful righteousness that prayer never seemed to *fix

Ishani Behera Dec 2016

#shadows

And so I exist here, in your shadows, for I am afraid that the sun will expose my **frailties

Ishani Behera Dec 2016

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Cause the past is an armor you cannot take off no matter how many times they tell you the war is over