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The Spatial Tomb

by Nithya Mariam John
(Kerala)


Some places you go
A few you cannot but;
They form you,
And urges you to transform them;
They do not offer any tool
You are the chisel:
All that makes you
And all that unmakes you;
What you are , you breathe
Into the space where you cannot but;
Breathe till it breathes
And becomes a breathing vault
Then
Rest in space.

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Jul 14, 2012
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starstarstar 		overtones
by: tom

Marvellian overtones.

urges or urge?
Jul 14, 2012
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by: Anonymous

Thank you. Will try :)

-Nithya
Jul 04, 2012
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by: Sneha

I'm sure you'd want to try haiku... You have that style in your writing - of expressing many emotions with economy of words!

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