A quiver of a cell.

Poetry: Black picture

If my eyes darken
ears ring silence
tongue rolls away numb,
scents freeze on its’ tracks
fingers and toes lay limp
caged within a body
like a tomb of flesh.
Only breathing
Breathing


My body fed on by each breath
will quiver
Quiver with everything I write.
With every pulse and surge of my blood
I will create
waves upon waves around me.

Just from a quiver
of a cell.

***





10 responses to “A quiver of a cell.”

  1. This is really impressive! The ending was remarkable, really well written ❤

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  2. Did you delete Flesh of Nature? I read it in my emails and was about to comment this: Rafia, your hand is incredible and honest. Your words are tangible and lifelike. I like that, “life-like”. You don’t conform to glib and rhyme.

    I loved it, especially the verse : “Come fellow Earth dwellers..”
    It made me feel want to fasten my sandals and gather pitchfork and drum.

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    1. Okay it appeared again

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      1. Haha, glitching on your end then :p I love that imagery, drums to beat along with! ❤
        Thanks Sunshine really, for sharing how it reads for you.

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        1. You’re most welcome, and you’re on a roll

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          1. I am being honest when I say, I wasn’t in for posting anything today, till I saw your message on ‘Flesh of Nature’ 😛

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