Words lost

A face
And I began scribbling
Silence rained
Darkness wrapped
But where did I lose the word?
A voice
A brief huskiness
With a bang from Adams apple
Midnight calls
From behind ajar door..
But where did I lose the word?
A touch
On the ear
With warmth of a new breath
My hair flowed
But where did I lose the word?

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About Fathima Manal

Dreams,fantasies,words and rhythm-other than skin,bones and muscles I am made up of these.With every drop of blood that my heart pumps,a new dream forms in me.With every breathe,i take the surroundings too inside me.And my poems are just the minute regurgitants of what i accumulate within. I am a doctor from Kerala,India,who should not be supposed to but is in deeply love with words and books more than medical books.Hope you enjoy my poems......

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