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The Third Voice

contrapuntal poem

By Karun Published 4 months ago 1 min read

1) (Left) The living ---------------------2) (Right) The dead

------------------ 3) (Together) The Third Voice -----------------

I survived ---------------------------- because you didn’t

the sea kept dragging --------------- your hands beneath mine

sirens screamed through ------------ the fractured windshield

I tasted gasoline --------------------- inside your last prayer

your blood kept blooming ---------- across my trembling mouth

the ambulance lights flickered ---- like judgment on wet asphalt

you told me to run ------------------ before the fire reached us

I still hear glass breaking ---------- whenever silence gets too loud

the mirror refuses ------------------ to show only one ghost

every birthday after ---------------- felt stolen from your lungs

I survived ---------------------------- because you didn’t

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Karun

🌿✨ Karun, a poet weaving emotions into verses, embarked on the journey of words to unearth the beauty of feelings. In the delicate dance of ink and emotion, my poetry delves into the nexus of the human heart and the natural world.✍️

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