Poems from mynameisraj

Your hands are stained with paint and tears they mix well together flowing over lips and teeth soil rests beneath your fingers The press of...
The voracious water ever waiting Sweeps my friend away as my eyes close Always my eyes are drifting farther I dream of my friend My friend...
Do you remember when we met? Daughter, Son and Second Father We lay in the sun and breathed the muddy street Mother, Sister, Aunt and Uncle...
Breathless golden hands pluck the pale soft threads o’er Crimson feet- we wait.  
You can’t catch time In a net Or seduce it with promises Nothing stops. It rolls like a tumbleweed over the desert You can’t grab hold of...

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