poetry writing
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It’s not that time of the year withoutThe sun setting in the west earlier than usualTime becoming celebratory, shedding its torment like a second skinThe smell of mum’s cooking emanating from the kitchenColourful lights adorning the treesHearts brimming with sweet cheer,As all prepare to welcome the new year.
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In the deep of nightWhen the stars shine brightIn the early mornAs dew drops glitterOn a busy afternoonI hear your heart’s songLong forgotten…half rememberedA melody that dancesA memory that bursts forth.On a balmy eveningAs the sun bids its adieuAnd the birds sing a farewellI remember you.
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A fruit so divineSweet, fresh and burstingWith a rotund figure to protectThe juicy innerCould one truly enjoy the sweetWithout the taste of bitter?
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Two queens majestic and powerfulBound by fate divineThough they had never metAnd would never meet in this corporeal realmTheir journeys intertwinedWith the destinies of their kingdomWhere one would unbind her hair in victory and freedomAnd the other in grief and lamentation As one’s husband cut down the other’s,Slaves as they were to their own purpose.
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I still remember How happy we were Dancing and singing As we painted the blue sky. I still remember How quickly time flew When I was in your arms As we painted the night sky.
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Twilight is nigh And I must go To the place that’s mine So I may be whole. All the parts of me That are scattered hither and thither Must come back again For a summons has come.
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She screamed She wept Till her throat was raw and eyes numb But it wasn’t enough. She tried again She cried again To find a way to express The anguish and rage.
tales of Suchita 