Thursday, July 18, 2019

The eyes.
Drown deep
In the sea.
Come, soar like a nightingale.
Breathe, the scent of orchard.
Sink, to the depth of winter.
Chisel, a figure out of snow.
Drop, exhausted
On a carpet made of maple leaves.
Idle thoughts, idle dreams.
They have filled the days and the nights.
The thoughts of some marble
Carved in a shape of a figurine
Have haunted my days
while I lived in this idyllic cavern of a space,
your heart.
Sushama Karnik
I’ve always thought that the
most beautiful people, truly
beautiful inside and out, are
the ones who are quietly
unaware of their effect.
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your heart.
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