Showing posts with label poetry in form. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poetry in form. Show all posts

Sunday, October 22, 2017

Just this.

By Sunaina Patnaik at Sunday, October 22, 2017 0 comments

Hold me in your arms
tonight,
I'll not ask for much,
maybe a whisper or two,
and your voice doing that
thing it does to my ears,
it'll dawn on us in a
few hours,
you'll forget the last night
and the time we spent
counting the stars,
the bright Sun will send
its wishes through rays
on your cheeks,
so, please,
hold me in your arms
tonight,
I'll not ask for much,
just this.


Tuesday, August 22, 2017

Tonight.

By Sunaina Patnaik at Tuesday, August 22, 2017 0 comments
Tonight
I'm writing letters
you'll never receive,
words you'll
never hear,
stories you'll
never be a part of,
and a distant voice that'll
fade soon,
but here, let me tell you this,
you have the most beautiful hands,
tender yet strong,
unfair yet vulnerable,
they look like they're made to
create something,
they're made to stir something
deep inside all the souls you touch.


 

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