Priya Yanambaka Poet ABC

Impressions

Waiting in a dark room for your love,
I scribble your promises on my hand,
Breathing and dying like a trapped bird,
I fight with time again and again,
Will you let me  write your story,
Will you let me bury my soul,
That screams your name on deaf ears,
And paints love for the blindfolds,
Will you let me write my story,
Will you let me bury your soul,
That crawls at my feet and cries,
To allow forgiveness to unfold,
In the dark room,
Where my impressions  are incomplete,
And love will never repeat

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James Inman March 20, 2016 at 11:49 AM Quite lovely Priya. If I might make a suggestion, I've noticed all of your poems are posted as ABC form. At the top of the page you will see a "Forms" icon. On that page you will find many form descriptions and examples. This one could be a Free Verse, Verse or perhaps Rhyme. Off to read some more of yours. Priya Yanambaka March 20, 2016 at 11:55 AM Thank you so much.. will take care of it next time.. though i read this feedback a little late, I shall change the form for my future poems. Thank you. Best, Priya