Resurrection


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I had a penchant for adopting the thoughts

The entangled ones.
The letters rearranged themselves
To make sense of those words
Untold , unuttered. 

My desire to see the lines
In alignment with my vibes
How I wish to consort 
With my dreams …be it
Reverie or nightmare. 

The words enmeshed themselves
With my unseen dreams .
I waited , to see them born
Out of ashes , like a phoenix 
And…..poetry was formed .

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31 responses to “Resurrection

  1. With my unseen dreams .
    I waited , to see them born
    Out of ashes , like a phoenix
    And…..poetry was formed . Brilliant words Maniparna and beautifully expressed. 😀

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  2. Yes, that is how poetry is formed! I like the idea of letters rearranging themselves. Sometimes it seems that way, doesn’t it? They find just the right way to align to form the message in words!

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