A Forgotten Souvenir

I broke down the doors and took you in found you a warm corner in my crumbling ruins the air was a bit nippy the ceiling wore scars the floors had cracks that oozed of despair I planted seeds in them that grew into flowers that now kiss your toes and heal the sores the…

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Beginning of an End

Is it the beginning of an end I wonder no words do justice I ponder * the 2am walk by the beach steps laden with follies the sand clings to my feet waves try to set them free * against the July winds heavy with juvenile chill my palms feel warm where they hug my…

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Under the sea…

I beat the waves push myself harder still falling deeper into black abyss a gush of water enters I can’t feel my lungs purges every bit of air until there’s nothing left struggling to keep myself afloat slowly, I lose control wait, water’s supposed to save but I’m drowning instead my hands lash my legs…

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Micropoetry#71

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Micropoetry#65

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tell me otherwise…

on some days when the moon is hiding behind a cloud I see you through its eyes and I feel your gaze upon me on those nights I find your smell lingering in the corners of my bed when I climb in they hug me until I fall asleep you may deny it wasn’t love…

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Micropoetry#62

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Micropoetry#60

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4 am

you’re adrift barely breathing you’re sleeping but your ghosts are lurking although draped in slumber in your head you’re wide awake… For 4 am, is the hour to sire fresh dreams to leave behind all that couldn’t be… For 4 am, is a new bend those haunts need to rest the voices better wait they…

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Life

Perhaps, life was not a mystery to be solved but an adventure to be kissed Follow @badbookthief on Instagram for more micropoetry. Happy writing till we meet next. Until then, carpe diem! 🙂 ~~~~~ © Asha Seth Stay in touch. Subscribe Now: Youtube| Twitter| Instagram| Facebook| Tumblr

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