I find you in my clock ticking,
I find you with my heart beating,
My soul surrendering to your echoes,
My mind witnessing your memories.
And with clean slate, every time,
I write your name.
But with the wet of my eyes,
It gets rubbed away.
In the waters, of the lightening blue.
In the sun, shining over the sand,
I write your name again,
But the water clears it away.
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ACHES [Wattys Winner 2015]
PoetryAin't we drowning but still floating in our complexities of love and hatred, happiness and sorrow & life and the journey. Short stories and poetry about true living i.e living through an ache and coming out of it. Want to meet my words in versatile...