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Beauty ache I watch
Whisper fiddle with dreams
Luscious honey loves him
Lather blood in the bed.

Languid women sprays rain
Storm trudge through life
Raw moon lost a goddess
We sing death chants.

Fluffy hair smell petals
In frantic heave like summer
Drunk worship the tongue
Finger elaborately crush you.

Written as part of OctPoWriMo Writing Prompt Day 17: Words,Words, Words

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Here Lies Someone…

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Here lies the one who sought just love
Gave it out to everyone that wanted it
Breathed it in the ink with which it scribbled
Spread it around with the warmth of a smile.

Here lies the one who was a mindless dreamer
Dreamed of all that exists and wasn’t theirs
Dreams of an utopia reality was often seen
In the end, maybe a fairy tale was all wanted.

Here lies the one who was a passionate believer
In the next work of art that was just in mind
Or maybe even the desire only they knew
And they did lived to fulfill them, till today.

Here lies someone who had ambitions that skyrocketed
One day, they did achieve it all, for they knew
And left it all , to travel around for sake of love
Leaving all in hand of tiny tots, who cry for them.

Here lies someone who lived for everyone but themselves
They made a home filled with cinnamon rolls and inks
Laughter of their tiniest mixed with books speak
Here indeed lies someone, who in reality truly lived.

This is an Epitaph Poem.

Written as part of the OctPoWriMo Writing Prompt Day 29: Epitaph Poems

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P.S. This week has been un-usually busy with late night works and then again early mornings, so forgive me for not reading work of others and not doing justice to writing. But since I had taken the challenge and it would be unfair to leave in the last two days so I just scribbled out. Will get back to you all soon ­čÖé

Kiss of Death

Soul seeks death
As I pass through
Solace gets left
In this journey
Of delusional life
Existence questioned
For faults gone pass
Vindictive impuissance
Conspiring to remove
The caring persona
For ones who lashed
Cluttered life stands
At threshold of tears
Feet falters to hold
Hands which ones loved
Voting for the devil
Removing the angel
Sought earnestly once
Pushed to perdition
With paths of thorns
Enter perpetual vacuum
Approaching end
To feel extensively
The kiss of death.

Muse Dies

Tears sweep past
As muse dies
Stifling itself again
Breathing its last.

Wonder I again
How jest lost
To pen thoughts
Of deep within.

A flower resides
Deep in scents
Of pages of book
You gifted along.

How world drifted
We became I
I stand downhill
To be flooded.

Life moves ahead
So did I
Wheat and barley
Still smell same.

Rain remind me
Of memories past
When I wrote
Nothing that last.

I found hand
Imbibing my struggle
Tears comes again
For I transgressed.

He penetrated thoughts
I Mumbled nothing
Before I knew
Dragged was persona.

In deep recesses
Of memorable times
I flashed smiles
To cry again.

Life ran fast
Leaving me behind
Hurting the soul
Clueless was I.

Struggle in hurts
I numbly move
Questioning the life
Testing my patience.

I die again
Not to renew
Battered is soul
In deciding turns.

Turns I oversaw
Which leads astray
World rolled down
I couldn’t decide.

Choosing the right
Or loving wrong
Happiness of moments
Destined to cry.

Clueless I remain
Life makes move
Dying soul inside
Buries the muse.