It is Inked
In my veins
In my heart
In my soul
It is Inked
In every cell of my body.
Defying the inevitable,
It is Inked.
Those words are etched
On paper of my body.
Those flickering images from past
are carved on stone
Of my brain.
Those fears are highlighted
On every single light I see.
It is Inked
In my veins.
And ,
I want one person to
Pull those veins away.
Cleanse them
Only to fill the with new
Ink that flows
Without leaving stains
Of pains.
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PoetryWords describe what you see , feel and touch but poetry describe what you feel , what you can't say , what you can't express ! That's poetry and this is an attempt to define and describe the seen and unseen ! Hope you enjoy it !
