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 Jul 2017 Swasti Jain
aviisevil
the ill on my lips
is filled
with hurt in my heart
and the thrill
in my veins;
of knowing
there's a sadness
coming again,
to soothe all my scars

as the salt on my tongue
keeps reminding me
of the tears i cry

it'll still take
an ocean's worth
for the love to dry
Ain't nothing like the
real thing
Baby.
Nothing like your voice,
Your visage, body,
Nor touch.
No fantasy worth having,
No dream worth sleeping,
No woman worth the flirting.
Only time worth waiting
Til you're back in my arms,
Only distance worth traveling
Because I'll run near or far
To hold you again,
Kiss you again,
Make Love again,
Pray together again,
Whisper once more,
Set butterflies and bubbles loose
Deep down in your core.
Ain't nothing that can
match the feeling
Of the real thing
Between you and me
Baby.
 Jul 2017 Swasti Jain
Josh
I am not enjoying, my youth
It seems, I crave to age
I experience, not, nor know not of
The joys that come with my, youthful freedom
And yet, I think, there is one thing, to tell
To join me in mutual bond, with others of my years
A wanderlust, so born of youth, uncertainty, and, curiosity
Oh, how I would wander, but not, oddly enough, to see the world, not to take photos
For Facebook and likes
But because I need to keep moving
I don't care where I'm going
Just as long as it's new
And there's no one to drag me back home
I want a weekend of coffee, poetry with strangers, who know only my, work, not my name
I want a sojourn to Bohemia, to get lost among artists, how sublime, would be, a world apart from, this
Drunk, for a weekend, hyper, sleepless, as long as my pen fills a page
I have a need to wander
And I'll never grow fonder
Of this small, dying town of the grey
I'll write my work, and count the hours
Till I'm finally out of this place
Cos, my soul needs to wander
I don't need roads, no signs, I don't care where I'm going
If it's, a, change of scene, well then
There's never been, a more beautiful sight for my, eyes
Oh, the farther I wander, the more my heart grows fonder
Of a world that I've never, truly known
 Jul 2017 Swasti Jain
Cristina
Bring me peace so I can be freely wild
Throw me into the water so I can go deep
If there's cold I can create heat
Where is love I can bring tears
but to survive
I need your heart.
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