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  Feb 2021 Saumya
Ai Luan
Stories make us all
even you and I
some more tragic
than the other
  Feb 2021 Saumya
mac
I am
Completely
Entirely
Fully
Wholly
Utterly
Absolutely
Unconditionally
Unreservedly
downright
In love with
You
  Feb 2021 Saumya
Joe james
Your eyes are the windows to your soul your past can be a chain that holds you down
Crooked teeth when you smile
It's best that you frown
  Feb 2021 Saumya
syzygium
We always see matter enslaved
Each primitive substance is shaped,
Possessed by a form

But whose is this agency
But of matter herself?
Matter is richer than the objects it yields: they are fixed, frozen in a single form, while it dances in pure virtuality.
  Feb 2021 Saumya
Climactic Poet
Blue is the color of my pain
Blue is the color of life on my veins.
Blue are his eyes that closed before he died
Blue was how I felt when he left me that night

Blue in the dark
Blue even at day
Blue that turns bright sunrise
to clouds of gray

Blue felt cold
Like a wound that never heals
Blue is the reminder that I am still here.

Blue is the color of his favorite shirt
Blue like the water where he drowned while at work.
Blue was the color of my face when I heard.
That he was gone.
That he was hurt.
That he was blue.

Blue is the color...
Death sometimes comes unannounced.
  Feb 2021 Saumya
Ditte Jakobsen
I gave to you the color blue
I drew it from the sky
I picked the flowers of the field;
red roses, yellow daffodils.
I made a lovely palette
with the brightest color-swirl,
And painted you a picture
with the colors of the world.
For me, you took a rainy day,
you handed me the darkest grey,
but told me it was green
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