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Caught in the chaotic eddies that time is manufacturing, will karma break the fall, or hasten the end? #time #eddies #karma #yopowrimo18 #yqbaba

Caught in the chaotic eddies that time is manufacturing, will karma break the fall, or hasten the end? #time #eddies #karma #yopowrimo18 #yqbaba

Amit Jotwani

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Kiss my scars, birth my calm, for these eddies of unbanked chaos are vacuuming me in. #scars #UnbankedChaos #eddies #YoPoWriMo18 #yqbaba

Kiss my scars, birth my calm, for these eddies of unbanked chaos are vacuuming me in. #scars #UnbankedChaos #eddies #YoPoWriMo18 #yqbaba

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Blood that flowed, crimson overload, expression of damage, excess baggage? thoughts birthing eddies, by a mind unsteady, hindsight always plenty, a vision 20-20, should have known better, mirage of life unfettered, maybe another time, you & me shall rhyme, when our birdsong shrill, karma doesn't kill. #CrimsonOverload #ExcessBaggage #eddies #karma#birdsong #YoPoWriMo18 #yqbaba

Blood that flowed, crimson overload, expression of damage, excess baggage? thoughts birthing eddies, by a mind unsteady, hindsight always plenty, a vision 20-20, should have known better, mirage of life unfettered, maybe another time, you & me shall rhyme, when our birdsong shrill, karma doesn't kill. #CrimsonOverload #ExcessBaggage #eddies #karma#birdsong #YoPoWriMo18 #yqbaba

Bharath Nandibhatla

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My hands smell of rusted iron. I've been holding the window grills for too long. My heart sounds like the rustle of autumn leaves. It's been falling for too long. My soul seems to be a rustic recluse. It's been a lone gypsy for far too long. And this poem is but a rusty rhyme, echoing the sound of your thoughts rustling against each other in conflict. Rustic, but not in a rush, wandering in greens lush. You've been holding the window grills for too long. You've forgotten what a door knob feels like. #poem #rustic

My hands smell of rusted iron. I've been holding the window grills for too long. My heart sounds like the rustle of autumn leaves. It's been falling for too long. My soul seems to be a rustic recluse. It's been a lone gypsy for far too long. And this poem is but a rusty rhyme, echoing the sound of your thoughts rustling against each other in conflict. Rustic, but not in a rush, wandering in greens lush. You've been holding the window grills for too long. You've forgotten what a door knob feels like. #poem #rustic

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