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Anastasia Jun 2019
i feel like
uncertainty
is pinching my flesh.
pinching my elbows
my ears
on my neck
my ankles
my stomach
my nose
my toes
this
uncertainty
won't leave me alone.
Penguin Poems Dec 2018
I punch holes in my ears
To mask the pain of the holes in my heart
That she created when she left.
my hand was trembled
my eyes were troubled
my heart was vibrated

my ear was opened
then it was closed
my hand could not write
a word

equal to your smart
the love is the greatest sense was created since early
np Oct 2018
soft grip of her waist

lips close to her ear

she knows you’ll say

exactly

what she wants to hear
Nayana Nair Mar 2018
There are sorrows too shallow to be indulged in,
too gray to strike anyone’s eye.
There are sorrows that are only mine,
That hum in my ears
as I struggle to sleep.
These are the sorrows that define our life.
and destroy our peace.
Sorrow born out of dreams that
never became reality.
Sorrow that we cling to
to remember we can dream.
Tom Mar 2018
sat on the periphery
but i can hear you clear

eating up the words
you force through my ear
a quiet space can be hard to find
my whithering roses
they are frozen
in
my
garden

beautifully frozen
this fresh august freeze
my mind clears
through
this
window

them bolted doors
that locked closet
mother won't be happy
we have escaped
her
man
eyes
what beatings
my ******* father
never knew me

now they wish to sail these seas with me
has my ship not been battled upon
no wave has captured me
there are no let's to my endless waves
that we would come to ask ourselves
what is it you have offered
have you offered us understanding
have you offered us compassion
how much time have you peeled
from
daylight

when was your last true call to me
as
if
your hoarse whispers would make me
want to cling to you
who
am
i

turn the pages
without blinking
let's your
eye
lids
become
my whithering roses
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