Often, I am a whole another woman.
A woman who sighs with almond breaths,
oceanic concave shape of my face,
something like an oval,’with fingers typing “slow, breathe”
somewhere in this moist air.
This woman is inside my onion mind,
slithering an oculus bowl of chipped nights.
ah, eh, ah, eh
the voices are hollow,
and the dreams are crippled.
They modify too often, along with my neighbour’s talk.
I hear it like a tunnel.
Often, i am complete,
the stem of a leaking shoot.
The colours of my lovers words suffice the pain.
it happens, during the night,
i am not a sex object.
He makes me full.
Often, i just close my eyes,
these eyelids refuse to sleep,
they rather douse its callous mind in pain,
sobbing and sniffing
mirror plays a friend, too.
embossing my pain, love, all at once.
Believerdiva 
Nice poem.
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Yeah! I love it too
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Why did God say that everything was very good?
Genesis 1:31 NASBS
God saw all that He had made, and behold, it was very good. And there was evening and there was morning, the sixth day.
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What a correlation. Great post. Keep up the good work. K.
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The answer to my question is……. God said that everything is very good after He created woman. The creation of a woman was the grand finale. Woman is the most beautiful creation of God. Bless you Divya.
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M really feeling blessed with your magical words Thank you so much
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You are most welcome dear friend. Thanks for being so understanding.
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Wow a very nice poem
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Damn! I used Google three times to understand the Shakespeare’s mom.
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