C.S. Keskuela Poems

words
do no justice to what i feel inside

words
...

i find absolute delight
in the way you get flustered
barely able to speak
wishing to take flight
...

what cruelty of fate
the sisters twist
their threads upon my supple wrist
...

seeing you each day
laughing, smiling like everything is ok
constantly denied
what i really want from you
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the beauty i see
in your soul
should be free
...

days
i barely exist in reality
preferring my fantasy
where you are a part of me
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i knew that this time i would have to lose
but i didn't imagine it would be so difficult
to let go
impossible to move forward
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do you dare
to face yourself
the inner sanctom
of your soul?
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a beautiful rainbow
glowed your aura
a promise of tomorrow
a new plethora
...

what do you want
to merely exist
ah this is the twist
to merely exist
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