A kiss of words
On his
sweet and delicate lips.
Now that's poetry!-
And here i am writing you down while telling myself I've forgotten all about you.
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I met hope
on an afternoon
when the wind blew the dust
higher
than my self-esteem.
Hope wore a veil,
bright enough
to rob half the world out
of the light
of today
Hope told me,
tomorrow is as beautiful
as the sky on a fortnight.
Hope told me, I'll be fine
sometime soon.
It said my graveyard of a heart
was the place where flowers would bloom
Maybe, the morning after tomorrow
Hope slowly,
slowly robbed me of my sight
of the things just before my eyes
in hopes of a beautiful tomorrow-
9.03.2019
I've never been good
at holding on to people
Instead I've kept things
in their remembrance
All the keepsakes
lie inside a box
full of namesake treasures
My grandmama and her watch;
Lost friendships held in old
bands
The neckpiece I turned into
a bookmark and never used
Because it was a keepsake
from him.
©zoya
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Little women
Shall soon come together
To shatter ceilings
Made of glass-
There is a world beyond you
I want to be forever oblivious of!
//nothing beyond you-
You and I
under a canopy
of half said lies
holdingon
l e t t i n g go
you take a deep breadth
S I G H
l e t g o
i take the same air in
Iholdon
slowly
s l o w l y
i choke
I Die!
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