Linen
Can I just,
Take a look,
At the back
Of the linen
I sew
And the pockets i made
Nd the memories new
With some frnds nd some lies
Nd some things that i knew
Intended things that i did...
With the patterns of dew
With some beautiful color
Nd the lines and the curves
Some pigmented smile
Nd little showed the truth
The fragments were shred
Nd the threads being shed
Nd then i drowned it in water
Nd stitched what was left
No opens no closure no itsy bitsy threads.
.no shreds no pieces no drops are left ....
Its cosmic ..divine...it's out of the world...
Sewing with love this magic of words
I took every piece nd took every shred....
Created a very beautiful spread...
I matched it with linen ..Nd added it in .....
Casements are oozing... brighteness nd light ...
Of that power that just came to lifee..
Nd is it me
.It is me ..what is quite pretty fine ...
Nd then i wore that linen
Nd it let me be me ..
What i wanted to be ...
Copyright © Arpita Malik | Year Posted 2023
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