Poetry

Drifting Away

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I told her 
I will never expose my heart out 
to show how it bleeds her name 
or give her a peak to my tear glands 
beneath the eyes 
showing how it is brimming with tears 
though eyes won’t reveal

I promised her 
never to show the artistry reflection 
of her in the celestial bodies 
and the verses I weaved 
meant for her 

And I convinced my heart 
to drift away 
to leave her at peace 
for not to show her 
the midden barren boulder 
with convoluted thoughts that I keep 

I then rushed down 
the slalom 
never to return again 
killing feelings, 
suffocating hope 
and ditching all imagery I ever dreamt
 

I did all this and some more
and arrested every such thought 
in some written words 
but then I promised 
again no to show her my prose 

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