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Love Is Simple

Love is a warm soup In repeated loop A hot tea left for you at the table  When you are rushing Through the morning fable Love is when you are  So eager to meet That you don't mind Getting all wet in the rain Or a splash of mud That stays on your dress like an annoying stain Love is when even Though you cannot see You just can feel What's happening Love is a drop of sweat A lengthy duet A nice outfit that Was sewed to fit in  No matter the shape or size  Love is a song  That takes you back To where it all began Or where the massacre ended Love is a touch That says so much Love is a fetch That runs alongside Love is a nest Of nurture and share The constant urge for you to prepare Love is a silent long walk With your grandfather While he keeps doing things at a pace And somehow passes you their trace With his silent gaze  Love is a conversation With your father Who narrates you a story From their closet filled with memories Love is a kiss on your forehead While you sleep Love is t

Dying Inside Out

There are vultures
out there,
to eat pieces of you
while you don't
know, you have no clue,
I wish you knew...
but it's hard to say,
all everyone cares about
is tears, who cries
all day long,
but no one for,
if something's wrong,
without a drop of pity...
I want to say it,
I want to say it louder,
but they feel you are crazy,
as you are not going
to fall dead,
which means they,
still have to live with you...
the vultures hunt in groups,
and one of them will
be nice to you,
they will listen 
at first,
as they have the deepest thirst,
they are going to slowly
bleed you to death,
while the others watch 
you dying inside out..



*pic courtesy: Pinterest - Karen Thomas Art

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