congealed stains on sheets
conceal words I bleed all night
I struggle to liquefy the mass,
reach the same creative state
between consciousness and bliss
as an alternative to light
Neither can I beat darkness
nor wash the sheets
lest I lose unwritten poems
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Great poem, Reena! Love the ending!
Yvette M Calleiro 🙂
http://yvettemcalleiro.blogspot.com
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Thank you so much, Yvette!
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Beautiful poetry
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Thanks again!
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👍🏼👍🏼👍🏼
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” alternative to light” wow! I love the concluding stanza too.
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Thank you so much, Punam!
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My pleasure, Reena.
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Darkness is much needed in poetry…. and darkness is needed to see the light
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Fully agree. Thank you, Bjorn!
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