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  Aug 2020 Spriha Kant
N
My tears are
saltier than the ocean’s

My heart is
heavier than Sisyphus’ rock

My secrets
that I buried beneath my
skin has turned into scars

My body is
but a graveyard
  Aug 2020 Spriha Kant
Chris Saitta
The lit fuse of her lips touching off
A din in the black powdery night:
Illumined and immolated am I.
when parallel worlds collide
no words may be spoken
of the chaos left inside
how about this
you were not there
it was not real
my missing parts
you did not steal
digging deeper
deepest down
I found some thing
made me bold
alchemical gold
cannot be bought
cannot be sold
still brought a lot of trouble to my door
 future, present and what went before.
hide it in a bushell
  Aug 2020 Spriha Kant
Khoisan
Muzzled shadowed faceless
Seperated
oak
pews!
Likened
to
bare twigs
at
arm's length
of
a
breathless corpse
The world as it is today
  Aug 2020 Spriha Kant
Lochan Chugh
It was a height of 250 metres,
But I wasn’t afraid;
I looked down
And there wasn’t even my shade.
The sun was already jumping
But with a low speed,
“ I can perform better,
I am not going to give the lead.”

Took a deep breath
And I was in air,
Time stopped,
And silence reached there.
The sun began moving upward,
Or I began moving downward,
I was flying,
But like a dead bird.

When from the ground,
I wasn’t really high;
Mind said,“ change in plan,
Let the sun first die”.
There was a time, when I was so dipressed that I was planning to sucide. At that moment I wrote this poem. In the original poem, I ended up with death. But after completing the poem, I felt the value of life. That's why this is one my favourite poems as it gave me a new life. I then edited the poem and here it is. Enjoy
  Aug 2020 Spriha Kant
Eshwara Prasad
Don't spill the Beans.
Cook it.
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