Where do poems go?

Written by Tanya Singh




Where do poems tread?

Do they ride on limericks or horse backs?

Do they cry out with a ballad?

Where do poems go?

To give up their verses in your soliloquy,

As you throw up your coffee in exhilaration,

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“What about poems?” She asked.

“Where do poems sleep?”

“On your lips like the bitter-sweet coffee.”

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And in the moment, we knew the taste of our poems.

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