I am dusty

awaiting curiosity

run its fingertips

on a soul parched

for words to bleed.

I am empty

not eager yet to fill

having moved on

from loveless lives

to paths of self-actualization.

I am.

© Sandhya Suri


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( written as part of a writer's novena exercise - no edits, first draft, no corrections...let it flow) the fall was imminent, it was love after all shooting at you relentless, like the kids who go now

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