We would meet one day at the edge of the universe
to trap time between the folds of our skin
and for the next thousand years,
we would turn memories into cosmic dust,
letting it go,
while talking about skies that held ridiculous dreams.
We would kiss too, for one last time,
before I collapse into this broken world.
If you ask me, this is probably the best thing that came out of my sleep-deprived mind last year. I go back to it again and again and wonder how I managed to form words that evoke so many feelings in me. You see, I hardly feel this kind of emotion in reality, unless I am reading a heartbreaking book. 🙂 I also managed to write more poems on love and life in the wee hours of the morning. As I said, among other things, motherhood has turned me into a 3 am poet.
Sharing with you some of the poems I wrote in the last few months. All of them were first posted on my instagram account – paperandprose
I wrote the below poem on the eve of Valentine’s day, in half an hour when my baby was sleeping. The thoughts had been accumulating in my head for long and I let them out as soon as I got a quiet moment. 🙂
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Remember how cockleburs would stick to our clothes. And what a nightmare it was if they got stuck in the hair. Well, seems like I can’t get over the memory. So more cockleburs that caught feelings in next poem.
Alpenglow – A word I learned from an exceptionally written thriller novel by Blake Crouch called Wayward Pines. He actually uses this word in his other novels too. I loved the meaning and hence this poem. 🙂
Related – 3 Poems on Sunset
And the last one.
So which one did you like the most? Do let me know in the comment section. 🙂
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