and
there's loss -everything except these oceans have given me
two days later my mother comes to me while i'm still laying in bed, dying without sufficient air to breathe. it's not the deprivation of oxygen,nor suffocation. deprivation is lack of something you need desperately and suffocation is lack of something despite having it in abundance or maybe call it an intent of greed. sometimes your body wants to starve itself just because your mind is giving up. it's like a child at hostel wanting to come back home with parents wanting him to stay. so his mind starts finding a way to wangle by wanting wrong and his body gradually starts failing.
she looks at me with her concerned 'yes' and an unfamiliar dullness. her face seems helpless and she feels sorry for me. her hands, as she would know all of this land on my cheeks. i know this touch it blooms my skin with corals.
you were born out of water
held a coral on your chest, other on forehead
i touch one tiny piece and my blood drains down
i touch your forehead that's the miracle
the inheritance,
the strength
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There is always light
Poetrythere is always light no matter how hard anyone tries to hide it from you it is always within and love, no matter how hard today is this light within you will always stay there will be light in good times and there will be light in bad times too som...
