Pain, Poems

The Missing

There is so much "missing" in my heart today. And it is the worst kind of "missing" one, can do. The kind, where people stay "missing" on purpose. Because they don't know how to tell you that they feel "The missing" too. _Niran†. . . ©The poem zone All rights reserved !! 🎀 HAPPY BLOGGING… Continue reading The Missing

Love Poem, Poems

For the sake of connection

I want to unroll my Atlas press my weight upon her surface stretch my fingertips to her corners & wrap myself in her circumference. Until her rivers & mountains & beings permeate my senses & imprint upon my skin such that separation will be as it always was in that it Never was. -Niran†. .… Continue reading For the sake of connection