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ODE TO A SUB ROSA

ODE TO A SUB ROSA

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Did I ever thought of Writing

A poem for you?

Minute little feelings,

Too heavy ironically,

For me to breathe in.

Empty is what I've been.

Empty arms too afraid To reach out,

Empty heart too afraid To love,

Empty mind too afraid To ruminate,

Empty sight too afraid To catch.

Afraid is what I've been.


A passenger dropped by,

Lasted a month or two.

A traveller peeked Through,

He didn't make it Through.

They're not worth

The time of my blue ink.

A soul gave birth

For eternal link

Roam across ambience Of time

To seek another soul.


Amused countenance,

Contented vessels,

Occupied gaze.

Contraction or Expansion.

While it contracts,

It stops expanding.

But it complements

Mutually somehow.

And so my empty Vessels,

Learns somehow.

It has always been Contracting

Because afraid is what I've been.


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