Nothing just Leaves
Without the residues. Limbs cut off, leave Phantom ones; Itchy, scratchy ghosts of Those cleaved off an unsuspecting trunk.
In sleepless nights,
We feel for the ring, In a finger crossed out in red From a hand that long left the clasp. Sense the sweetness of supple lips Which no longer seek yours for a kiss.
When crows, a murder of them
Caw Caw in delirious pitches In a frantic phantom urge, still Sneak in and nuzzle into a A familiar warmth, a ghost now left.
Phantom pains, Nothing stays, Nothing just leaves. Intuitive interpretation on Ghost Genuine poems pertaining to Haunted Pleasant thoughts on Scared
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A reluctant writer and a sunday photographer. Recently published a collection of poems "Songs Of A Solitary Tree". Writes in English and malayalam
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