poem166: nobody but you…

one warm April evening the sun went down early the seas swept away the castles built for dreams to live in the waves returned, hurried and eager in the wet sands they dug deeper as if something precious was lost but they returned without their castles to peek into without those walls to protect life…

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Scars, like Stars…

she hides them but they peek anyway she paints them but they peel away she looks at them hard when she’s alone she relives those stories that have long gone she distances herself from the world so piercing she worries she’ll be judged reduced to mockery she aches to be sans them she longs to…

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It’s a shame…

It’s a shame

that i want more of you

always more

so much more

like a hungry wolf

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Quarantine – Micropoetry

Quarantined in life connected in hearts this phase too shall pass just play your parts apart 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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