shambhaviy

Into Nothingness...

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Caged..

shambhaviy:

The demons sucked blood out of her spine,
Drew water out of her eyes too….
With dehydrated eyes and parched heart,
She still loves,
but refuses to be loved anymore…

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The neon conversations,
sound paraplegic to me!
They talk about democracy, sun, wind, earth, money..
All I hear is big holes!
Holes that I wish were filled with sun-dried tomatoes!
Tomatoes to be eaten by a colour-blind toddler,
Who can’t differ between neon and black!

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