Words

forgottenmeadows

And once in a while,
I get away…
from words
until I feel the tug
that draws me back
to the page
and I sit
to write,
drained,
from the days
that linger
of hegemonic processes
that clash against my mind
so I write…words,
without rhyme or reason
simply to satisfy my inner inhibition,
words.

poetry and image copyright neha 2021

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