poetry

In silence

| Masuma

In silence….

The expressive appeal
Is rewarded protection
the aurora is always of
An Eyelash affection

Trader can easily be
Though love interferes
An Overrides outrightly

Says barbed wire control
discriminates that belongs
Indefinitely,

so the eyelash
Absorbs in delightfully!

…..salvage.

–❤️asuma

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trade and love – both crucial to grow – it’s just to keep The balance.

some love more, some trade more and that “more” is subjective 🙂

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Feather Love

| Masuma

𝕱𝖊𝖆𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗 𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊

“Voices spoke softly
For a loud exchange
Silence touched gently
For soothing a flame

The crow
The pigeon
The sparrow
The parrot
The peacock
The hen
Play

Feet flew
Footprints drew

Daze of sun
Floral warehouse
Relapse of wounds
With cooing heal
Dandelion tall
Voided rest
Flirt heaps
Silvery sweat

All around,
unchained

dance without Brain!”

-masuma

Autumn rose

| Masuma

𝗔𝘂𝘁𝘂𝗺𝗻 𝗿𝗼𝘀𝗲

The breeze of let-go falls
Warm in high spirited shades of
Red yellow orange purple and brown

I gather you all

Now Curled in autumn rose
Standing pretty tall

I offer myself
The glow
Of timeless love

As

I am so cute after all!😘

-ᴍᴀꜱᴜᴍᴀ

love yourself, in a deeper way, learn your uniqueness.

IT NEVER WAS YOU

| Masuma

It never was yOU

Backache bleak
heartache couldnt reveal
what eyebrows couldnt believe
your clear voice thrashed
a placard that read “it never was you”

the blood pumps out the helpless lie
the feet gets chained, swings out
what was within,
it flew into sheets of ice
cold cracking break
melted into nothingness
go where, no address

Backache bleak
heartache couldnt reveal
what eyebrows couldnt believe
your clear voice thrashed
a placard that read “it never was you”

a free rise from the chase
to re-exist through moons of lullaby
a long way to climb
so the heavens will have you before
those steps have been fast and
far ahead
maybe a jet can be a better try

Backache bleak
heartache couldnt reveal
what eyebrows couldnt believe
your clear voice thrashed
a placard that read “it never was you”

– Masuma

P.S: extremely painful feeling.

Wishing clouds

| Masuma

Wishing Clouds

Clouds how you flirt
You made us want all the dirt
We made a bulb of soft glow
That smeared the cries of sorrow
The rain that strongly came
It dropped me into a saint
the static saw you in wander
Keeping away the close thunder
It digged and revealed all my doubts
And it appeared I did not suit your mouth
So I took the plane to my fathers
And felt they need me as their silvers
I chalked you would not claim
Me or my silly name
You still had to feel the cold
And paint it with things that sold
I had to leave, so you could bloom
Without a word, without a broom
It does still rest within my soul
The urges that were left untold
– ❤️asuma