releasing & growing

poetry allows me to purge and process. its how I breathe.

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give me hope,break up the river nile in pieces,as if partition was to happen in punjab all over again,displacement of hearts and bodies,souls never returned home,conjoined twins now turn against one another,because land was split against will,so now against will,I will split,in two,as lover and loss depart,and drift,into space and time far away,yet time is […]

my past washes over me,like tinted paint being splashed in all directions,I cannot escape it,it has poisoned my insides,yet, I don’t run from it no more,charcoal helped rid the last bit of sin from tongue,yet flashes of colour still crop up,still molest me in different ways, its as if the world wants only bad people,even […]