attempt, fiction and poetry, Life, Memories, Poems, Poetry

Spiraled Staircase

Spiral

that night,
to write,
to wonder
I sat on the spiraled staircase,
waited to spiral down inside
my thoughts,
my past,
my life ,
then I knew
like it has no beginning,
it is never ending
Like words,
and this poem,

*Experimented a bit, Try reading this poem first from the very first line and then from the very last line in reverse order*. Do comment whether good, bad or disgusting 😀

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fiction and poetry, Life, Love, Memories, Poems, Poetry

Silence

Whenever we crash into each other
on some pretext or by luck
My eyes wander into your soul
just through your eyes
I find myself drowning without breath
without life
and without regret
but in a split second
you smile and
I am levels down the depth
into never finding myself
same again forever.

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