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Pillows take form
And feel of clouds
And welcome moon
And stars
Before my closing eyes
Your ghost begins
Its dance
My hands strech out
To dream
And with the last
Dying breath of day
My lips let whisper soar
*I Love You
Trees with bouquet of flowers
Whirling on a sunny wind
Chain of green and yellow leaves
Giggling by the tickles of the wind
Red weaver ants peppy
Stitching their nests of colourful leaves
Squirrels playing on the branches with a screech
Couple of black crows devising
To frame a home of nest
Buzzing of bees in the hollow of the tree
Gently fabricating honey in their beehive factory
Sitting near my window gripping
On a white paper with green ink
For you to get a natural poetry !
 Jul 2016 Medhina Khanal
Poetic T
congealed static form
intricate formations muse

descending flawless
Let me sleep
Let me eat
Let me forget
The taste of you and the smell of alcohol on us both

Let me shower again
Let my dreams not be filled with you
Let the “harmless” teasing stop
Because everyone believes its harmless but I really can't get you out of my head

Let my thoughts be free
Let me feel okay again
Let my skin feel like mine
Without the ghost of your hands all over it

It was nice
It was not supposed to happen
Let it go away
Let me move on
Let it be okay to keep talking to you
Without it seeming awkward or wrong

Let It Be....
July 4th, 4am....
Put me into
Your words
And let's write
A love story
Filling the
Rest of the
Blank pages
Of our lives.
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At times I wonder ,
Where Beauty lies ?
Inside beautiful things
Or within my eyes ?
Beauty
what
is
etched
into
our hearts
still
full of promise
but
the
drum beat of life
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