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Catharsis in A Swimming Pool
I’ve always feared,
the innocence
of swimming pools,
for their masked abilities
to accidentally drown you.
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Immortals
I've stopped aging in an era
that calls home to my soul
bid farewell to ephemera
for i would not grow old
I have outlived many days
and witnessed generations
constructed by inheritance
of family businesses
and traditions
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Poems: The Duality of Mother Nature
Petrichor
The mountains utter a depth I cannot decipher
Let alone the sea!
The muse from the wind carry a weight so light that it falls right at my chest
It’s as if the entire world is mine
Monthly Musings: Nature
Which part of nature do you identify with?
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Happiness
Sometimes the happiest moments in our lives are just good music
A drive, a conversation with an old friend
Hot chocolate while it rains.
Nature, as it unfolds before your eyes.
It’s lying on your back watching the sky
Some silence,
Soft, dreamlike moments
that come and slip away
Leaving us stunned, unable to describe how we feel.
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Reminiscing Through Hot Chocolate
By Natasha Effendy //
the first sip.
this cup of hot chocolate
fills my belly and mouth
with an inevitable warmth,
making me feel so at home.
the second sip.
suddenly burns me
with nostalgia,
reminding me of
the first time i saw you in that cafe,
drinking hot chocolate.
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Hands
Five fingers
on each hand
make ten
yet, still,
they
fall short
of reaching
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Alive
When the hollow depth within you
Bursts into millions of flames
You’re awakened by your being
A heart thumping so fast
You feel alive
Gasping for breath
To know nothing can be
A better feeling than this...
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Rainbow Colours; monochrome skins
Red is –
the flush of your cheeks
the autumn leaf in your hair
the smudge of lipstick on your lips
Orange is –
the colour of the sunset against your skin
the fruit you love so
the fence of your father’s house
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60 Seconds
i feel his breath
blossom within the radius
of my flushed skin
as his facial features near mine…
my body and nerves stiffen,
ready for what’s to come next.