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Maha Mar 2019
But a fool dressed in red
She walked across town proudly
And ventured out
Where no one dared to tread
They all warned her
That there always was
And will be
Ever impending dread
For what comes up
Must come down
O Fortuna, let me lie in my bed
For I am but a fool dressed in red.
Maha Feb 2019
I have never wanted
To drown in an ocean
So deep and unending
I have never wanted
To burn in the sun
Each tender kiss
Scorching my skin
I have never wanted,
To get lost in the jungle
Humidity and smoke
squeezing the air
from my lungs
I have never wanted
To sink into quicksand
So cold and unforgiving
But here I am
Begging
Maha Feb 2019
I catch you again
What are you memorizing?
Don't fret, I am too.
Maha Feb 2019
They made me worry about quicksand a lot as a kid.
Giving me little bits of advice to keep in mind:
Don't move too much you'll go down faster!
If you're stuck just hold onto something!
As if it really was an all too common problem in the stale suburbs.
But I realize now quicksand isn't just one thing. It has many different names.
Don't let it swallow you up!
Just ask for help!
How do I do that?
I tried to hang on and not let it consume me,
But here I am, drowning in quicksand.
Maha Feb 2019
It's in the closet.
It's under the bed.
It's behind the dresser.
Now it's in your head.
Everyone has seen theirs.
But no
Sometimes people we
love and care about laugh and
give it food.
We're all terrified of it.
Sometimes we feed it.
Now it follows.
Now it sits in the back of the car.
I think it wants to **** me.
Maha Feb 2019
I am afraid
Of many things I could say.
And so are very many others.
However, you shouldn't belittle yourself,
Should you feel this way.
For it is quite normal.
I feel, I do not abide by my own rules
So you see,
I am afraid I am a hypocrite.
Maha Feb 2019
I've left some soft peaches on the table.
Sticky sweet, flesh soft and yellow
Blue red, pink hues
and whispers of golden praises
The summer heat pressing ghostly kisses on my eyelids
I want to get lost in you.
No map will lead to this treasure
But I've left some peaches on the table.
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