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You, you are art

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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I loved you, A long time ago

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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Her

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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