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Knees scorched and my heart is warm.
Reminiscing days of ocean blue.
Instead I sit in my armour.
Protecting the fierceness of winter breeze.
Hot and cold tend to possess this intensity.
Red licks upon cedars wood, reminding me of the significant vessel I occupy, is capable of feeling too.
There is a certain life to a flame, that I find difficult to express, so instead I will exist in this body.
Reminiscing.
Piyush Gahlot Jun 2020
ohh baby,
why can't we dance,
why can't we meet,
why can't we go out for a treat.
why can't we just travel,
for I want to see you dazzle.

why can't we hug,
why can't we kiss,
feel the morning dew bliss.
yes this wait is tough.
let's hope this Virus gets soon burried.
so we can reunite and get married.
Saïda Boūzazy Jun 2020
Writing my feelings
Writing to you  
The moon  
I consider you
If  you hear me
Don't fear me
Miles Graves Jun 2020
so tired,
so torn;

lost, malformed;

one day more,
too many gone;

stolen, silent.
please, forgive this pitiful attempt.
I don't want these moment to pass
It whispers your voice with bass
Its like rain that falls
Very heavy and after a while it ends

How can my heart heal the pain
After all its shattered
Like hay at the backyard
Hopeless and lifeless
Douglas Balmain Jun 2020
Lay me open
and watch me bleed
and I’ll watch you too
to help you feel
seen as you take in
this pain
that you so needed
to witness.
Fae Jun 2020
Cold, like the spring breeze
I laugh that you can see it
My sullen smile
Call it what you will.
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