Po­etry Cor­ner

Not for you my love!

Sunday Express - - ENTERTAINMENT - by Nafisa Roza

I love you in red; in blis­ter; in blood I love you un­punc­tu­ally-like de­sire Breed­ing in quick­sand With feet rooted in the clouds, Clouds en­rag­ing In red, fiery - like the angst in my knuck­les They say they want to re­mem­ber the feel­ing, The thun­der­ous feel­ing of graz­ing your face Break­ing down, break­ing out across the planes Of your cheek­bones, Light­ning streaks of pur­ple..... It is rain­ing now, burn­ing against my skin. My wrist watch pul­sates on my veins, A sturdy tick­ing try­ing to re­sus­ci­tate My pa­tience for you What once felt like but­ter­flies, is now a tick­ing time bomb like my pa­tience for you My heart is hun­gry, Not for your love, no. Not any­more. Sur­vival In­stinct. My stom­ach rum­bles on the same wave­length As the sky’s now Nei­ther I, nor the sky wait for you, my love. “Waiter! The bill please.”

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