My Salvation

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This poem is in continuation of my micro poetry. Read Salvation.


As I dance till my feet bleed
the sweat pour out of my body
as tears of my soul
I dance till I drop dead

As I sing from my heart
till my voice turns coarse and harsh
and every word, every syllable
touches and turn my
wounds to gold
so pure
I sing till I go mute

As I write my poetry
till my emotions bleed on the
turns it into crimson red
cuts the soul of my readers
till they cry from every pore
I write till my fingers bleed no more

As I open my heart
for you
and let you in
and turn in upside down
shred into bits and pieces
to make a comfy pillow to
rest your head on it
and sleep on it
till all your nightmares
leave your soul like…

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23 thoughts on “My Salvation

  1. I’ve very moved by this … pure emotion; so vivid. As I was reading I saw the blood seeping slowly into porous paper. Being blotted away from the source. Great stuff!

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      1. My dear friend – it is always a joy to interact with you and read your work. You are so prolific I do struggle to keep up….but your blog will always be here and someday…. 🙂 ❤

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      2. I’m booking a flight, running to your home,. giving you a big hug …. haha! You are an utter sweetheart and I feel and reciprocate the warmth …always 🙂

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