Geethika Reddy
Fantasy
Like fantasy, poems,
Are dipped in a,
Dark inky black & blue,
And crafted in
Euphoric thoughts,
To escape from reality,
Just to sense our,
Holo fetish dreams.
HERSTORY BENE...
Veiled Cravin...
A DIAL TO HEA...
Life
MY LIFE: A DE...
A DANCE WITH ...
AN ERRATIC PO...
THE MOON LOOK...
THE LONGEST F...
MY WEAPON
The sun was up, yet, there wasn’t any hue. The sun was up, yet, there wasn’t any hue.
Surrealism.... it is.. Surrealism.... it is..
I'll write a million poems To the lovers I'll write a million poems To the lovers
Never have I ever, gazed so long into the night. Never have I ever, gazed so long into the night.
Dear Dairy, the keeper of my clandestine!! Dear Dairy, the keeper of my clandestine!!
Woke up looking to have a little ray of hope, Like the folded sheets of my bed, Woke up looking to have a little ray of hope, Like the folded sheets of my be...
If poems are magic... If poems are magic...
I see your face in my smartphone frame, Each time I touch the screen to light.. I see your face in my smartphone frame, Each time I touch the screen to light...
The rain is back, I hear it pouring, I hear the drops tapping on my window... The rain is back, I hear it pouring, I hear the drops tapping on my window...
Disturbed by the bizarre pause in the rains, Disturbed by the bizarre pause in the rains,
You and me, and our pithy chats, Warm embraces, and early morning hugs. You and me, and our pithy chats, Warm embraces, and early morning hugs.
Who are you, standing alone on the sand? I am the lonely wolf. Who are you, standing alone on the sand? I am the lonely wolf.
And maybe I froze, When you touched me like that.. And maybe I froze, When you touched me like that..
Lo! Behold! It was a day, in merry May... Lo! Behold! It was a day, in merry May...
Let us face these terrible times And help our mother heal. Let us face these terrible times And help our mother heal.
In the time it took time to blink its eyes I opened my eyes to see her by my side. In the time it took time to blink its eyes I opened my eyes to see her by my sid...
That day was certainly a fateful one That day was certainly a fateful one
You know that girl, The one who is always smiling or thinking . You know that girl, The one who is always smiling or thinking .
I wish my poems hide The 17th page I wish my poems hide The 17th page
I wish I could leave People and their memories I wish I could leave People and their memories
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