Can you hear me?
Grey soot of melancholyMeanders through my veinsCan you hear me? Tears knock on the cracksof my wearied soulCan you hear me? Serpentine thoughts derailMy mind is a meshCan you hear me? Haphazard crinkled wordsBattle with the dinCan you hear me? The sun may go downWith no hope of a dawnCan you hear me?
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Her Tea
The tea she makes in the morning brews it, to her according Even as it is unmade Habitual, she can feel the taste There’s a little too much boiling To the likes of her, she keeps coiling For others, it’s almost spoiling But it doesn’t matter about them Tea, her craft, its leaves she carefully […]
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The Girl on the Window
i love the sound of the rain their cosy, mushy mutterings so at night when it pours i always keep open, the windows and doors; yesterday night it rained hard recited the blushing rosebud the playful raindrops left its fleck on her ruddy lips, a diamond speck the stormy breeze fiddles the curtain goosebumps, on my membranei […]
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Sonali Ray