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 Dec 2019 Kristen S
Archie Hay
Sunlight bathes a bare branch, bright chestnut.
The tree’s trunk is in shadow,
The color of bronze.

On the face of a cliff
The wind blows relentlessly,
A furrow the wind’s full tally.

The sun’s light moves off,
The bare branch
Fades from all view.
I want to breathe with you. Inhale your essence. Move with your spirit see the fire in your eyes feel the heat of your body under me, through me, over me. I want to touch the embers burning deep within your soul. I want to be one with you and taste your life. I want to touch you, know you, and feel you. I want you to crave me as I crave you. I want to take your breath away
 Dec 2019 Kristen S
Meera
He doesn't burn photographs
He doesn't join therapy sessions
He doesn't smoke too many cigarettes
Nor he drown himself into alcohol
He scratches his wounds daily
And never let them heal
He doesn't try to get rid of the pain
Instead he let it grow on him
He waters the seed of sorrow with his tears
He feeds it with the manure of old memories
He takes it to sleep with him
And nurtures it in himself
Till the moment when every single drop of his blood gets replaced by this pain
Until his fragile heart can bear no more
And his soul starts overflowing with emotions
That's when he dip his pen into this pain
And empty his heart on a piece of paper
He bares his soul for us to feel
He creates poetry that the world would cherish for centuries to come
That's how true poetry comes into existence

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