mayhap, your fingertips cannot manifest a birth of a star, but darling, dare gleam. inhale your poetries and carve them inside my tongue. breathe to me the universe, breathe for me.
Tag: poem
I cling to Saturdays
In fear of it passing by
Like a kid savouring candy —
Returning half to wrapper
Tucking it in the pocket to melt
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Double standard
Your ray pains their eyes
They’ll scorn at any flicker
Yet coddle the dark
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Exit the parade
What you love will bare themselves
Amid what remains
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Trees and bushes brim with ribbons
Some fallen to the path like polka dots
The sun sprinkled on layer of glitter
My heart glows pink and yellow
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Like flowers — unfazed,
unreserved to show their grace;
Let your colours bloom.
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Tint
“Pain talks over other voices
Puts on a tint of dirt
How do you pay attention
With hissing in your ears?”
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Some of us are a little broken
A crack in the bucket
The faith leaks out
Some of us, filled
before first words
Overflowing and eager
Guess we need each other
Opposites and all
Zelda and Zoe
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Merry-go-round
I live life like in a sprint—
A lighted matchstick
Stuffed all of myself in every strike
I could not repeat anything twice
Each day, I become a little less
But dirty dishes and laundry ground me
They taught me that life is ongoing
(They taught me rest)
It is everyday; it is in the breath I take
No matter how sick or tired,
I’d draw in one more breath
So enjoy the ride
In this merry go round
Keeping alive is never wasted time
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Take breath, find stillness
Sit with the pain
The love you give to your body
It will present itself back to you
As grace, as balance
As strength