Forget me

Forget me

like how the earth

forgets a silly

drooped-rose.

I know

I’m no longer

the great and dear

ocean to the earth.

Forget me

like how the earth

forgets a silly

drooped-rose.

Sanna Wren

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Tonight we can sink

Isn’t it amazing

to see your twin planet?

Aren’t you lucky

to find your twin planet?

O’ from the miraculously,

calamitously,

beauteously

expanding universe.

Isn’t it amazing

to see your twin planet?

Aren’t you lucky

to find your twin planet?

Tonight we can sink

into the galaxies to sing

thank yous

for letting us to the way

to meet,

and we can pray

not to be sleet

by you losing my warmth

and me losing your warmth.

Fathima Sanna

Burdened

Reminder pops up

at the eighteenth candle

to play with creams

and laser

and weighing scale

to extract a new art

within me

to attract whoever is

willing –

to subtract the beauty

in me.

I shout at to shoo,

to play with books

and blazer

and currency,

and they yell

that they have been

in ouch.

Fathima Sanna