I broke the sun’s seam, watched myself sieve
The sky from the sea, an indigo mercy.
I might have deserted them,
There on the black veil,
Of silence and pain, swirled in rain.
For their horizon was curved in white,
The chill of vague, a mist in sight.
But I didn’t dare, couldn’t bear
To leach our core spirit out of
The profound blue, the sorrow of us.
Burst the sun figments, bred the dark,
But no, I didn’t let it devour it all.
So the sea wafted away from the sky,
I watched myself head the divide
As they parted to flee, an indigo mercy.
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Welcome
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Well composed verses, Shruthi!
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Thank you, Indira!
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Beautifully written Shruthi
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Thank you, Sadje!
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You’re most welcome
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Absolutely beautiful , Shruthi. Love it.💕
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Thank you, Grace! 💖
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My pleasure 💕
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That’s so lovely, Shruthi. Amazing! 💖
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Thank you, Jeff!
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You’re welcome, Shruthi! Always.
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I love that line “indigo mercy”. It is beautiful and adds such a wonderful dash of imagery to this poem! ❤
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Thank you so much!
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