My name is fidelia
A woman of faith and loyalty
Walking through my flesh and bone
A star dust
From across the sky
I have a share of universe in me
Little atoms protons and electrons
Run through me
Blood in my river bed
Neurons in my head
Masters unseen
Chemicals ruining
I am fidelia
In bone and flesh
Why am I…

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BELOW THE CANOPY MIND

Whilst the bright sun shined on me
In the glory of the world
My cumbered mind
Did slumber
In the coziness of the noon
Asunder
Whirlpools, gusty winds
Flurried
On a dark, damp, impoverished duff
Sewed up my mind
Hibernating they stayed quietly
Guile vines and lianas
Walking on me
Now taller they can see
Strangulating I feel
Those camaflouging thoughts
Below my canopy mind
Shrubs, dwarfs
Maggots,
A slimy climb
Now gigantic in form
Wicked wizard
Rasputin you can call
Into the czarina mind
Limping empire
Smudging my mind
A mousse I will call
An army of captivating thoughts
Below the canopy noon
Come to see me
In the silence of the hour
Strangers I know not et"all
Paint my canvas white
A demon might
Of a poison night
And
They had murmured
You had nurtured me
All these while!!!

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Photo by Sara Kurfeß on Unsplash

A special day for you, in my life begins
with a fried sun,
with salt and pepper,
my rain and clouds
sieving from the sky,
a song of cuckoo from afar
A glass of snow
with oak saffron strings
Into a crystal stem glass
a shot of mighty rivers served only for you
On the dewy grass of satin blades
a lassie waits for you in an emerald satin gown
come, in her eternal arms, Robert
My cutlery are all star studded
a rafter from the sky
and the table is all mine
Come and sit with me Robert
and dine with me tonight!!
below the umbrella sky
with the lighting of thousands stars
shining there up the sky
a song for you Robert
below the shade of my heart
a lassie, me, of golden hearts
awaits all for you! tonight

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Photo by Artem Beliaikin on Unsplash

There is no Heaven
No hell
Here I am on behest of time
I now bask in the sun
Plumage of a tropical bird
I fly high, holding the sun
A century later,
I will dwell in another time
Dining with the snow,
in continents in temperate,
near poles
I have seen birds from all regions,
from time to time
I now have to decide
Who am I
Lest I go wild
I lived in the woods
Once upon a time!

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Summi Sinha

Writing is a passion for me and especially poetry, have already published two books , My Pink bougainvilleas and Wren blooms, read them and love them!