Pierce My Soul

I almost forget to breathe
When your eyes see through my soul.
You’re too magnetic for the iron in my blood.
You’re the living legends I’ve been told.

Let’s not run to the angels
But agree to dance with the devils.
Let’s sleep sound in a nest of poetry,
Legs entangled together like tendrils.

For you I’ll knit a sweater of hope,
From the stars that I’ll pluck from the sky.
It’s a cruel world so let us elope.
Together we can make the wrongs right.

We can be invisible in a crowd of masked hearts.
Your soft moonshine merged with my rose wings,
Might just give birth to a reviving whirlwind.

So bless me by piercing my soul,
With those eccentric emerald eyes.
I’m too lost to be found again,
yet I know I’ll only be yours in this lifetime.

-Megha Bhartiya ๐Ÿ’œ


Daily Prompt Word – Almost


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  1. In the flood of cold
    I see so many red bars
    Those that block the roads
    And dandle all the way down
    Down the corridor.
    I see my Madame’s poetry
    Like a heart that pounds
    To rest in devout
    Or like a branch in dime a cry
    After The happiness strikes
    and waves a soft and cheerful
    Dandle and hood – hi ๐Ÿ˜„.”
    I loved My MADAME’S poem . It was beautiful ๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿ˜„๐Ÿ˜„๐Ÿ˜„๐Ÿ˜„

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