Cotton candy dresses
these people wear,
above your head they soar,
beyond your reach they will.
Oddly matched gloves
I wear, #theunsungquill
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To,
the one with a broken heart
I should be called a stone statue, right? One impermeable to the pangs of destroyed love. But, I am just another skin mortal made of water. Strong and solid are two different attributes, none of which I hold. It is just the viscosity of life that keeps me from falling. I stick to the walls. I'm dragged to the edge. Yet, I keep myself from being poured into the always hungry solvent of this world –it holds as much pain as you offer it. This pain, seemingly dissolv #restzone#ethereal_envelopes#rzwordsworth#rzmutualfund#rzpov120
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(i) The Saffron Saint Sadness
There was a sparkling deer. And that's where it started, leading to fire flames shrinking and sinking, grieving and giving. When she was captured, paint fell off from walls of life, clustering into huge masses of sadness. But more than that, betrayal. The war happened and she was called the first word uttered by its child. Warmth creeps in into every child's itchy or moist tongue and that's how he learns to call everything else in another language except for his mo #restzone#theunsungquill#rzwordsworth#rzbullbearmarket#rzshare50#rztopic70
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23/8/22
11:58pm
Dear Red,
Roses are red, violets are blue. I don't know the rest of the rhyme, but may be you do?
I had been trying to write a poem for you, since long. I even talked to black and made sure the words would be visible to you this time but I haven't ever been good with pen or paint, for that matter which is why you'd find all my drawings, just drawings. Mere cracked walls waiting for flowers to bloom. #restzone#ethereal_envelopes#rzwordsworth#rzfiscalforms#rzformset80
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Air embroides charismatic shapes in the feiry lilac sky with golden and pink threads. Fine threads tying and unknotting now and then, somewhat in a rhythm, somehow, providing meaning. They're almost like huge palms, spreading for someone. Coming for someone. I could really go on, finding little epiphanies for melange of all the things I lay my eyes upon on this trip and never get bored if only not for the taxi driver, who goes on telling me about his great grandfather who used to be a guide in t #restzone#rzwordsworth#rzinvestyourwords#rzwordset10
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Some women are made of winters
arrived early in their yard
when sunflowers shriek through
the caged windows of others.
They do not despise the spring
with its lovely august song.
Nor do they stand rigid #theunsungquill#wcpartsofme
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and then one day,
paris becomes your birthday month
you had been desperately
waiting for.
just the month.
the day, however, has got
nothing to say.
#theunsungquill
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your alarm clock crashes
on your bedside table.
your father is already awake.
he doesn't tell you
to polish his shoes, today.
your mother doesn't ask you
to hang the clothes
on the terrace, today. #wcletgo#theunsungquill
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Draw me a map of your smile
among two words of life
and two words of lies.
I saw a hurricane go by~
and now all I see
is floating, fleeting, flowing
in a state of frenzy. #theunsungquill