
My senses are always in consonance with the way time flicks my insides. A heavy summer crucifies my tongue inside a nightmare that I keep wanting more and more. They say pain is an addiction and this day has been everything but that – an addiction sucking me knee-deep. It unfurls on my neck like a morning breath rising anew, like the birds fluttering inside a jar of mishaps. You shake it, until there are enough cracks for you to get in – enough space for your word to mingle with mine.
I think of all the pages dying every night in the grave of your spit. The way this world wraps itself under your skin and inside my fingernails – is a fable residing in the very vacancies of our hearts. Do you know about a ‘Wanting’ that ‘Needs’? It often dawns upon me when your scent travels down my spine. Chills.
This heavy summer is but a monsoon under my eyelids, stretching beyond mortal lines. I want to make the most of it with a hand that can trace all these poems and own them, need them. Need me.
-Nameera Anjum Khan
Love the raw emotion! I could just feel it in your writing.๐น
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Thank you so much, for your kind words (: They always make my day!!
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Love your writing๐๐๐น๐น. You are so very welcome.
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Wow, the intensity of this piece is unparalleled! Loved the way you’ve constructed your sentences.
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Thanks so much, Rahul!! Means a lot coming from you (:
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Thank youuu, this truly means a lot to me!!
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