Nux Poemica (#WIA2021)

Day 8: This poet is tired of writing about love (after Shivani Manohar)

But she cannot hold so much love inside her. She can kiss the stars or imprison the sun between her ribs to write masterpieces, but one glimpse of his photograph would fill her ink with mad, mad love. She is exhausted, her fingers are a shade of beetroot, yet she resurrects the love that never flows back to her. She is tired of giving away the love that she could give to herself. Yet she gives, she writes, she falls, she rises. Always in love, yet bloody tired.