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CasiDia Feb 2016
time passing
a place to be
nowhere to go
so it seemed

twenty-five hours ago
didn't we break free

wet Mondays
called out
the grooves
that smiled
in between
Needlehead
and me
Disha Verma Oct 2014
Rainbows and infinity
they seemed to me bright and new
but as I grew old and out of fiction
I grew twined to you.
Painting dreams and possiblities,
letting my world surround you,
out of obsession and morbidity
I built universes around you.
You want me to paint your world
with promises of infinity
and I have nothing for you
but crimson geometry.
I've grown enough but not yet
out of this artworked skin
running out of space to pen stray lines,
I might just pull you in.
There is God, there is Lucifer
I choose to run into your arms
because I know you'll keep me safe
and not raise any alarms.
I can show you rainbows, yes,
just that they are all red
and my promises of infinity
no bigger than a needlehead.

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