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Whatever Remains

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The remnants of the night tend to linger in my clothes;

the scent of liquor won’t leave my vest,
nor will that girl’s perfume, who was trying her best
my favorite shirt still smells of cigarette smoke,
or the drunken breath of the older bloke
the unsynchronised beats of the music failed to entice me
no sweat seeped into my skirt, I didn’t set myself free
nor did I get lost in the ogling man’s eyes,
turning him down was his most unpleasant surprise
I didn’t come close to anyone’s lips,
that reeked of mistakes and unfortunate slips
I went home with a friend, who remained by my side
kissed him good night, let everything else slide

And the following morning, when only memories remain
I can wash out the proof of their existence, though to me, it’s all the same
Because at least I can make all these disappear,
while you, I cannot
you are always right here
in my mind, never to be forgot

BY: Sara TK

The Wild West (Unfinished)

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Convicted – A different side!

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Stepping out on lighter earth
the gentle breeze intoxicating
soothing my guilty lungs
not for long though!

Shackled limbs carrying
long tired frame
to the holy gallows;
Deliverance from crime!

The distant freedom seeping in
through the culpable sores
on my fettered body

But the thoughts devoid chains
off to farther lands of amnesty!

As the knot tightens
liberation from rusty manacles
eyes mirroring vast beauty

The last wisp of life
losing crumbs of fatigue
to the grave of humility!

 

By: Irene Clasper read more of her work @http://allpoetry.com/Irene%20Clasper