I had hollow crevices in my organ
all rust
and void
but these days
sunshine penetrates into my heart gladly
and adorns my existence with sunlight.

these days
my heart is healing
I see sunrise absorbing me
And moonlight consuming me.
I see all the silver of moon splattered
in the palm of my hands
I run inside in front of the mirror
all to marvel myself
and paint my left cheek.
it feels new
I see winds chilling me
and rain drizzling
It touches my skin
and makes it eerily beautiful.

at times
I find
napalm breathing out of my blood
And yet I find the profound relief
that has been held into my system.

-Shreya Sharma

By Shreya Sharma

I read poems. Sometimes I write poems. And when I am doing nothing, I am sipping coffee.


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