She is not a Rose

Neither rose

Petal or bud

Can be

As she –

The woman

Of the water

Who levels

Out the unbearable


With a

Tranquil moment



Oiled Blood

Fractured blood,

Water remains with strength-

The strength of the unversed cursed…

Perpetual losers and victors.

Mingled, congealed, water and blood.

It runs thicker than oil-



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