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Adeeti Arora Poem
The goddesses made art when they made you,
they perfected their strokes.
They tenderly painted your eyes,
They made you the moon textured
by the scars on your thighs.
They must have thought of the clouds as they painted your belly,
and I’m a sinner to lay on it drunk and smelly.
They sculpted your fingers, not to hold a ring.
But to share cigarettes with me and be my summer fling.
Now, you are on my bed
You have my poems too,
What’s the next thing you’ll do to me?
Take away my shoe?
Copyright © Adeeti Arora | Year Posted 2024
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Adeeti Arora Poem
You’re my only thought,
As I wake up or fall asleep
I think of your hair, you hands , your eyes and how they are so deep
The first time I saw you
Love did beseech
If you were the prettiest flower, or the best quote I could ever speak
So let me love you
Like a Shakespearean Sonnet
Let Cupid take notes
As I will love you
I’d choke Aphrodite’s throat
Let me hold your hand
Let’s make the Gods jealous
Let Endymion and The Moon curse because they aren’t us
Let’s run away to a distant land
Where Apollo and Icarus hold hands
Let’s devour each other as Clytie sings her songs
If I can’t be yours
I shall stay forever forlorn
Copyright © Adeeti Arora | Year Posted 2024
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Adeeti Arora Poem
My muse doesn’t understand my poems
She just likes to hear me speak
You give her a flower and a gentle smile
And she starts to dance through my eyes
You flirt a tiny bit
Slowly hold her hand
She’ll show you heaven
She’ll show you the brightest corners of the moon
Look into her eyes, you’ll no longer speak of gloom
She walks on sunsets, the night stars worship her cicatrices
When I talk to the skies they tell me that the rainbows dance to her laugh
Jason forgot about the fleece when he saw the quater of her half
She continues to mesmerise me
Hades left the underworld
Persephone sowed her flowers
Even Aphrodite loathes me now
For only hers is the nectar, I devour.
I taste ‘Dolce Far Niente’ as I inhale her moonlike skin
He hates me for my wrongs
She’s the only right I’ve ever done
If I were to fight Hydra for her
Hercules could have never won
And I’d give her the world, I really would
But the world doesn’t know me.
Between my sun and moon it’s only her who ever stood.
Copyright © Adeeti Arora | Year Posted 2024
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