I try to find words for war how it wrecks, how it feels but there is no language I find to reach that space inside me to define the terror give utterance to grief why war when there is no winning when there is only loss and losing no matter which side you're on © Neetu Malik
a nip in the air
swirling to my feet
one blushing leaf
soft murmurs in the dark
don’t enlighten me
they leave me fumbling
for something real to grasp
The marbles roll
on a patch of dirt–
colored transparencies
shine in the afternoon sun.
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Thank you Neetu for your beautiful, unique, poetic voice. Each poem relates to deep feeling, beauty and or humanity.
Lovely to see you come by, Robbie. Thank you so much! Glad you like my page here.