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Vespa Woman Feb 25
If passion was injectable would you stay in this purple stuck cavern without saints or pain, left alone with only feeling together you and I, and as apache tears fall and cut my knees, will you take my hands and let me taint your skin with golden spikes? To run away with blinded lovers and gouged out eyes, will you silently yell my pure white lies like a pope to his god?
Don't be afraid, I won't let you leave. Not until i die in every breath you breathe
After all, all’s never fair in love and war
To my soul, aspire to be immortal
& exhaust all things possible, be
selfish & ruin death of it’s act.
To the soul find out what makes
existence worth the trouble.
But my soul, dare not become
a God nor muse.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H4C4spEgk_I&t=195s
annh Oct 2020
Vellichor (n.): the strange wistfulness of used bookstores.
A delightful neologistic oddity! :)

'“The Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows”, by John Koenig, is an ongoing collection of invented words, each representing an attempt to find a word to fit a concept for which our vocabulary is currently lacking. Vellichor is one such word, and Koenig’s site has hundreds of others, such as zenosyne (the sense that time keeps going faster), liberosis (the desire to care less about things), and sonder (the realization that each random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as your own).'
- Petrichor, Cromulent, and Other Words the Internet Loves. Retrieved from https://www.merriam-webster.com/words-at-play/internets-favorite-words
Aparna Jun 2020
Red leaves
           fell silently
Under the maple tree
           by the lake
Where we met  
Last autumn
           Late September;
When the maple leaves
             turned crimson
       you made me
blush just like
those scarlet leaves
       That day ...
                                    Autumn came early,
                                  Why don't you,too...?


            Winter's on the way
           Are you, too?


Where are you...?
©
After you left, the virid sugar maple leaves turned flavescent 🍁 ,then segued into red
  🥺
    
                                           ❤

Daydreams
Aparna Jun 2020
For I shall find refuge
in the clysmic currents
of redemption.  
...                      ...
Run wild over me
Aparna Jul 2020
Passion ran wild

Scripturience smouldering

burning my innards
tercet✧*。
Aparna Jul 2020
dreams ensorcelled her            
          hypnagogic fantasies
interlaced with sweven.
          Pixie dust n' mystique              
            

on the edge of somnolence
magical dreamscape
enticing visions
intertwined with
subtle oracles

enigmatic realm
of surreal revelations
cryptic letters on stardust film


ephemeral wonders              
of chimeric vistas  
horizons,broadening      
   interspersed with clouds of unimaginable realities
©
Chimera

*Ensorcell-to bewitch
**Hypnagogic-before falling asleep
***sweven(archaic)-vision seen in sleep (dream)
Tryin' to incorporate some obscure words
Hope it makes a little sense
Aparna Aug 2020
I
keep
leaving
cues
that
no-one
picks
up;
like
autumn
leaves
in
the
wind;
lost
inarticulate,
more than anything;

ฅ'ω'ฅ
TD Jul 2020
Everyone has their own “Achilles,”

mine goes by a different name.
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