The ball in my court
dodged the change on my door.
The ball now lies inflated
behind the broken door

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I know he is a strong man.
I've seen him cry.

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I hold hope
and you, trust.

We're a nest.

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You move your head to check yourself in the mirror doubting me time and again and I'll make sure you live with regret.

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Let's not fear the dark
for in it
was born light.
They called it poetry.

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Never stop wishing.
You'll never know if it's 11:11
in another time zone.

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pelting stones at a bee hive.
You await the fresh honey
lest you remember
the bees are above your head
for a reason.

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flowers that bloom
on the skin
and roots that pierce
through the heart
to hold it tight.
To hold it right.

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Each time I tried to capture you in my palms
to fix you in my poems, you escaped.

You are the vapour evaporating from a heart
burning with desires.

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Poets are weird.
When others call friction
a hindrance in life,
they call friction
the smoothest way to glide
through life.

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