Friday, February 24, 2017

crevices



there are poems
seeping through the crevices
you left behind.

gentle on the eyes.
rough on the tongue.

so deeply rooted in me
yet clawing their way to the paper.
_________


p.s: hi

2 comments:

  1. after months you are back on blogger! Nice poem with a deep meaning and yes, b'ful image too!

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  2. I used to wonder why most poems were usually poignant or the outcomes of heartbreaks. Then I realised that when people are happy, they would actually prefer to live those moments rather than write about them. Writing helps offload some pain, doesn't it?

    Cheers,
    CRD

    Do drop by mine.

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