Louise Glück, From Descending Figure; “Eros”

One broken star in the infinite sky, dwindled softly through time, ache stricken, greedy for love. -Ann

When all the grey settles, and the narrow lanes wane, the softness trembles- anger remains. -anneshwa 🌻

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When the sky gets painted, everyone keeps moving, but we stop and stare, we hold hands & our eyes constantly at the sky.

You told me to stop loving you but I couldn't, instead you stopped, and yet i couldn't.

Anneshwa Paul

There are some things that fill me with lumps of emotions, someone touching my hand, looking deep into someone's eyes, sky changing it's colors, clusters of clouds forming weird and beautiful shapes,the setting sun, someone's giggle .

- Anneshwa✨

August. My birth month. August, the month of heavy pours. August, the month of misty mountains. August, the month of most gorgeous sunsets.

August.

Something about the way your lips moved when they called out my name. Dew drops from heaven placed on those soft petals. Thunders woke me up turning those drops into hails. All in vain. Just a nightmarish daydream.

Anneshwa