Of life
Even when standing on the edge
A voice
Keep snapping at you
will tell
It is in the corner of your house
You have waited a long time
May come from the flower of the plant...
you for a while
It may even be a raindrop that comes to greet you with enthusiasm
Rejected you
To the knocking sun
can come from
Remember for a long time
It can also come when dusting off non-existent sexual memories
In a world without tomorrow
Laughing and playing
May even come in the touch of masala
A line from a favorite book
can even come from
An unexpected phone call
of the call
Love us on the other end
Could be the voice….
Be anything
back to you
To incorporate into life
All the warmth
Voices too
To be adored!!!
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Ahamed Thousif
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Vale Perficientur
"My tears need a minute to find the edges of my face. If you'll please excuse me." The sarcasm stabbed into Juliana’s heart. Antonia glared at her from the pit of the Lyceum as her student fought to hold back tears that had nothing to do with the pain in her fingers. “You’re better than this, again.”
By Matthew Fromm4 days ago in Fiction
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This was such a wonderful poem! I loved it!