It’s hard enough
to keep myself
from
falling
won’t you push me
with the words
I need to hear
so
we can
get the
heart
break
over
with
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| At Sundar Nursery Courtesy: Palak Dudani |
A poetry blog for friends of Saumya Deojain
You beat in my heart
like an echo in a well:
endless and haunting.
My walls are shifted by
memories reverberating.
The bell rings loud above-
as cold winds of the north turn back
and hot southern winds advance.
This time when I leave
I promise to be gentle.
This time when I leave
I will look back.
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| Sunset at Cobb's Hill |