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Sanjali Jan 2021
I don’t like the flowers
You left behind
They remind me of snow
Of the cold nights
We shared together
They smell like home.

I don’t like the flowers
You left behind
Because they remind me I’m alone
Even if I’m ruling
All the stars
I’m far away from home.

Come back to the flowers
You left behind
Or they’ll wither in the storm
Of my anguish
And the longing
Of you and our home.
I wrote this for a painting I made. You can find it here :
https://twitter.com/pufflespower
Sanjali Jan 2021
Ye wanderer of despair
Keen on yer search
Of sand and glass,
Measuring stars on yer fingers
And years on a bark,
What have ye found
In yer mortality?
That flowers and songs
Could not soothe?
What have ye found
That babbling streams,
The wisdom of leaves
Did not prove true?

Ye wanderer of despair
Listen to the heart of things
Yer mind's a fool.
Sanjali Dec 2020
Shivering limbs with shadows still
The room is a masquerade
For empty robes and beaten bones
Dancing with their silent blades.

Don’t turn your head to the silent dead
They hear the fear you breathe,
Close your eyes; say your goodbyes,
Soon you’ll go underneath.

Here I stay and I await
Your soul to leave your shell,
For you, my love, have yet to burn
In the flames of my own hell.
This was a fun write sometime in the past.
Sanjali Nov 2020
At rest, at last
We pass along
A promise of old,

Quite like the ancient leaves entwined
We share star dust, a promise
To recognize.
Sanjali Nov 2020
These are lazy lazy days
My eyes are half asleep
I get up from the warm bed late
And go to nap on grass green.

Even if the sun is hot
I cannot be bothered to turn
Everything is comfortable
And I make most of this run.

These are lazy lazy days
So come and wake me up
We will eat fruits and sandwiches
And nap when we are done.

If the sun gets too warm
I'll roll you into the shade
And with everything comfy here
Kittens might come out to play/

These are lazy lazy days
But they make me happy
These are the days to roll around
And make sweet lazy memories.
Poem is from some years ago but I feel a strong comeback of the lazy days.
See the illustrated version on my deviantart : puffjelly
Instagram : pufflespower
Sanjali Oct 2020
Hate me cause I’m scared
Hate me, I’m unprepared
Hate me because my heart is heavy
It cares.

Hate me cause my eyes are red
Hate my circles bruised and wet
Hate me because I can’t scream and say
I’m depressed.

Hate me cause you can’t relate
Hate me, you’re scared to give me a break
Hate me because you never learned
I need help, not hate.
Sanjali Oct 2020
Donuts don’t make me happy
I don’t feel happy anyway
But there’s a taste I prefer
Bitter chocolate, dusted sugar
Together on a donut.
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