I dreaded Mondays.
Like any other regular office worker.
Yet
I waited for Mondays…
Just to see you.
Month: April 2018
The Scars I liked…
Wailing emotions
Howling distances
Prolonging our Union;
Your brooding absence
Summons gracefully
Our demure alliance
Accepting gladly the vulnerabilities
You left me a soulful mark
Like a Talisman
When embraced my gawky charm
Drinking you as an elixir
I refined clumsiness
Serendipity knocked door through you
Left me starving for more
Slit open my chambers of heart
Marks of your affection
Though scarred me for life
Yet are worn in elegance
Regretful Tuesday ||National Poetry Month
He said he breathes love
I said I devour humans
One swift voracious wanton swallow
And my mind was devoured by his thoughts of love
Ever since that day
I started breathing poetry.