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Days in a Daze - A poem

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  Saturday of my car but I’m not driving Jewellery under tents near the office New recipe I don’t know what you call it All I know is I was smiling in my sleep all morning Sunset basketball but I’m wearing heels One dunk in followed by applause that’s the deal Favourite song but the cover, don’t go further, just stay over Sunday sun but my week’s not begun Rain waters plants and my sugar’s found ants and stay back to drive to the dry cleaners for tomorrow’s pants Express your anxiety, you will find me Island is clean, espresso’s from the new coffee machine Don’t go yet, have fun playing football at sunset Monday blues hit real now that I know it could’ve been with you Pasta packed and chair that hurts my back Steamed linen pants, screenshot of 5 kilometres she ran I forgot to flip to the last page, rookie mistake A whole 3 marks gone will you ever have what it takes I’ll come over tomorrow, wherever you go I’ll follow and I’ll return the book you let me borrow Tuesday is just Tuesday b
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She - A poem

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  Tinted lips and shiny cheeks scream hours of hot sun and scratched up knees deep into whirlpools of everything balancing a whole solar system while wearing Saturn’s ring Never see the morning sun but watch it go down and drown out surrounding sound Ink her thoughts and leave rings of coffee on the table cloth Glazed like a donut and smiling so wide Catch her if you can but you might as well run after the high tide Consistent with every step of the way there Some days demand heels and others flats Ubiquitous, a woman of many hats When keys jingle at the end of a long day Just drink her water, surrender and pray Stomach down, flip through pages She can fight a weekend she’s been through a lifetime of changes Condensation can settle on her shades Nap under the sun until everything fades Jet black hair and eyes that reflect the sun to shine on the onlooker She’s always out of reach, can never book her Desires more than anything to be mysterious, can’t help herself but let it all out The
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Frozen in time or frozen in space? - A poem

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Frozen in time Hallucinations of wallpaper all hazy These beats change colours everywhere but try to faze me Green melts into violet that turns orange into blazing searing red A table calendar is glitching Digits are rearranging Pages are flipping and I almost tore that month out  in sync with this bass full of rage Except I’m frozen in place Zooming in on massive dinner tables And the galaxy swirls in two black eyeballs A head is titled Staring or longing at crops wilted No noise but people talk and babies cry Everyone is running but no one knows why And I’d help but all I can do is think of a rhyme I’d ask what’s wrong but I’m frozen in time I saw this exact moment years ago Or did I dream of it this morning The kitchen melts and furniture moves Liquid waves of this air move in and screw nails out of grooves I’ve seen that bed before I’ve been before in this daze I’d try to recall but I’m frozen in place One strap off the shoulder which for its time was much bolder Don’t stare direct
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Nuances 🌸 - A poem

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  In confetti showers, colour bubbles and camera flashes In everyone’s posts, tags and birthday bashes Top of the charts, winner of hearts, million dollar smile Guitar fingers, eyes that never sleep, the polaroids that are mine to keep Under rainbows, in rain showers and thick chunky sweaters In sneakers, shades and jackets of leather On freezing evenings, palms warmed by hot cups of tea Breath can be seen, trees have no leaves It should be this easy, this fun just being me Limited edition drops, family photos and the cousin group chat Books piled up, tales of old posters, roller coasters and sister embroidered welcome mats Good lighting, blue nails, video logs and pretty handwriting A strong shot of caught off guard, the best coffee, books that make you cry and petty sisterly fighting In early study sessions, quiet mornings and tunes of quick math lessons In walks on crunchy fallen leaves, talks on brown benches of teak and in heartfelt confessions Dreams of dark blue, hey there, shir
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June - A poem

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  When the sun shines in the month of June Best believe all the icy layers from before will melt away with all your troubles And your heart will beat in contentment, basking, vulnerable and true When your hair flies everywhere and rain drops soak your clothes Your brain will be post - spring cleaning, making room for newer, more comfortable Burberry coats There will be no space for dust to collect any longer, and June air will ensure that you’ll come back stronger When clouds in the sky take the shape of the one you miss most Just know that blessings trickle through the blue spots of the sky you can see through the white cotton candy Have faith in June, its wind that pushes you will come in handy When birds from the north come settle on your island Just know it’s because it’s always warmer wherever you are Wafts of cocoa butter and enveloped in sweet smelling humidity June will clear out the haze, steer you clear of all the stupidity When the sky splits and drips from cracks of blindi
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Unchartered

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Oh Every word you say is a step you take further away This fear is too deep rooted for any feelings to be kept at bay Oh I’m already knee deep in this mud and it’s only May Oh the phoenix will rise from the ashes, but will still be marked with gashes Of past mistakes, multiple retakes It’ll forgive, never forget Oh the people who leave are never the people you first met Oh it’s like the earthen pot that you bought years ago Beautifully intact but still left with scratches from every-time it almost broke Oh it’s like the angel who flew through the depths of hell Came back with shattered wings and they’d taken off her golden bell Oh it’s the notebook from middle school With slight small traces of the girl who bullied you Oh it’s the old badminton racket With the broken wire and even when they tried no one could catch it Oh when you take the candle out of the lamp You leave stained glass alone to forever be miserable, gloomy, damp And when you take the girl out out the city You can never
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Halfway - A poem - By Suhani - Guest writer for May 🌼

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Everyday, I wondered When I would climb, when My head and my Body would reach the Clouds, as I would have crossed Halfway. I dreamt what it would be like to be Free and Light, but it seems as though such a world is superficial Where constant reminders of broken bonds and cackles from herds I was never in Ceased to exist. Such reality lies only in the mind. happiness, Peace, glee are only notions. Everyday , I wonder, when I would reach the top, and my eyes would see A sky full of stars. And only while peeking did I realize, I’m stuck Halfway and can only wistfully wish on the little rays of light that fall on me out of sheer luck, for my perfect world to be True.
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