You seduced
my blank p a g e s
w i t h a purple
stare
Your s c o r e agile
—with bare lines, fragile—
and a smoky
flair
*
Paper trails
going a m i s s
during o u r morning
walks
While we kept silent
O, u n s p o k e n mysteries—
fading n o c t u r n e
hawks
*
We felt dazed by
unscripted p l a y s
that informed f a s t
dreams
They begun as poems
untied their l a c e s
c r a z y thoughts
redeemed
*
I seduced
your blank pages
with s c a r l e t
thoughts
Our minds pondered—
carving fine-line wonders—
on s k i n s they
seamed
*
Now our page is orphan,
blank, and d e v o i d
of our ink
scratches
Which we read as p o e m s
but then turned all silent
s a f e in thoughts—
slow-streamed
*
There is a sea of echoes
all those t i n t e d glasses
s t o r i e s that—still
screamed
Yet we had to stay silent
—while we craved e m b r a c e s—
crazy thoughts
R e d e e m e d ?
*with thanks to my beautiful beta reader
Your crafting and arrangement of the letters in this fascinating expressable manner is damn fantastic. Love the series of thoughts and the carving of the poem.
Incredibly relatable VB. Fantastic writing
Thanks so much Bree 💜💜💜 Thank you for being my beta reader and for always being there to provide feedback
Hermoso leerte…
Gracias por compartir
mil gracias por leerme Marisol, y encantada de haber descubierto tu magnífica poesía. Qué bueno conocerte! 🙂
Great poem! Love these lines especially:
“Paper trails
going amiss
during our morning
walks”
“…as poems
untied their laces”
“Now our page is orphan”
<3
So cool you like it Nina!!! quite a personal piece, happy you particularly enjoyed those lines 🖤
Your crafting and arrangement of the letters in this fascinating expressable manner is damn fantastic. Love the series of thoughts and the carving of the poem.
Wow, thank you so much for this feedback Kritika, it means a lot 🙂
My pleasure always 🙂
🙂🙂