a separation
i felt a separation
the other day
both were me but not yet made
one clawing to the surface
the other making sure the surface was never met
i felt another separation
the next,
the flowers wilted
the grass withered
green gave way to brown
then to sickening black-
and they fought each other
till the break of dawn
i felt Separation come back again, yesterday
she gripped me tight,
her dark tendrils combined
but not to form a scowl - she made me smile
she felt her unwanted companionship, now admired.
she hasn't left since.
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poems i wrote for escapril
Poetryi tried writing poems for escapril and failed miserably ( escapril is a instagram poetry "competition" where you write a poem every day of april ). needless to say i did not write a poem everyday of april but i really wanna get into poetry again. so...
