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WILLOW

grieve those times

of divine pain

to cherish

these times of

terrible joy.

/kritika.

TRACES

a distant fragrance
reignites the losing battle
i fought everyday.

marred and dejected,
i let arrant misery win
over and again.

now i summon
the self and its worth,
steadily switching gears.

the body remembers
the shattering angst that
enveloped it.

gently, the “love” claws
its way out and
calm takes charge.

bidding farewell
to a ruined self that
allowed destruction.

while embracing
with arms open wide
blessed, virginal joy.

/kritika.

REVIVAL

Anew I rise,

like a wave everyday.

Finding flight with moon

and

ground with the earth.

/kritika.

WICKER

actions precede words,

darling dearest.

you can’t see

till they do it,

you can’t hear

till they say it.

so, here’s wishing you

a love where

you know

you are chosen.

not where you

raise your arm

or scream

for them to notice.

but because you are

the everyday

they want.

/kritika.

TRIDENT

like a death wish- i went head first

a bedlam of shallow promises and bellyaching fears

the butchering of dreams echoed in sharing thoughts

so here’s pushing you and pulling it together

i now welcome karma with mighty open arms

it’s time to mint the kindness of giving

/kritika.

SITCH

The beauty or wound of an unknown future outweighs the perpetual disdain of carrying a dying love. Walk away.

/kritika.

LUCENT

I never realised how beautiful could doubt be- the opportunity to choose what truly makes your heart flutter with joy!

/kritika.

TROUBLE

there’s turmoil in the household
of her dreams. comfort precedes
passion and joy precedes spark.

she’s weaving new capes, piecing
together learning and love. each
unique and kinder than the last.

fears have faded and the moonlight
feels warm with self. there is caution
in empathy and pleasure in leaps.

the subtext of these newfound
feelings is a calling. to unveil desire
and impulse of the green within.

/kritika.

CITRUS

Every sigh spent yearning for them is still a breath wasted. Use it wisely.

/kritika.

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