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Jun 2016 m i a

Pradip Chattopadhyay

Much adored is the dead poet

Within the glass case
Away from dirt
Amongst the books pressed
Rests his heart

Such was the silence he dreamed
When words streamed
Like riverine flow
In all might arose
Seeking the order in chaos

Orderly bound now his name
In peace standing behind wooden frame
Yet with the ceaseless commotion of wait...

Much adored rests the dead poet.

Jun 2016 m i a

don't turn around

Jun 2016 m i a

CPM

don't turn around

i keep running towards the sun
but the person i don't want to be
is my shadow.

- *CPM

#2016

Jun 2016 m i a

your lips are cracking

Jun 2016 m i a

Samual

your lips are cracking

there's not a single word left,
when nothing changes
and you realize you were always too far gone

you have always been in too deep,
and farther, much farther than anyone wants to be for you

Jun 2016 m i a

Untitled

Jun 2016 m i a

Kwanele

Untitled

you're the only thing keeping me around, alive.
you have all of this control
you died.
What am I doing..

Jun 2016 m i a

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Jun 2016 m i a

Maxwell

Untitled

As I think of you and I,
of what and what could've happened,
I knew that I was wasting time, losing sleep
for all the wrong reasons.

#love #broken #past #thoughts #you #scars

Jun 2016 m i a

Depression

Jun 2016 m i a

Pauline Morris

Depression

Depression claims another soul
Carried it down the rabbit hole.

#depression #rabbithole

Jun 2016 m i a

Lust

Jun 2016 m i a

Lovelust

Lust

I am lost,
Not of place,
But of heart,
Placed upon a soul,
Who does not feel the same,
Some would call it bad luck,
For the hand I've been dealt,
All I can do is move on,
And stop my heart from ache.

Jun 2016 m i a

Alternate Universe

Jun 2016 m i a

ryn

Alternate Universe

In an alternate universe,
the light would be more friend than foe.
I need not entrench myself
in the sturdiest foxhole...
The deepest burrow.

In an alternate universe,
shadows would not goad me
into submitting to leverage.
Spotlight would be on,
and I would take centrestage.

In an alternate universe,
the world would perceive
with magnanimous eyes.
With no malicious intent,
with no obscure motives,
all twisted and bent.

In an alternate universe,*
I would readily reveal myself...
As an entity and not a martyr.
In my heart, there'll be no worry.
Because there'll be no fangs
amidst the jubilee.
Only smiles that would draw out
the best in each other.

#hellopoetry107 #alternateuniverse