Poetry

A lone touch: Poem

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A lone touch reaches my inaccessible place,

Says you don’t have to be alone anymore,

Caresses, stings, strokes, singes

When it pushes me away – I protest

I’d take your hot-cold touch instead of nothing – I insist

I try to hold on tight enough, but not too tight

The palm basks in the pressure at times

The fingers slither away at others

I’m tired of trying to hold on to things that don’t want to stay

Yet I’ve no choice

The touch has replaced the void in my inaccessible place

Becoming a part of me that I can’t erase

So push or pull, burn or boon

The touch has to stay, I see no other way
Copyright ยฉ Roshni Ramanan

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21 thoughts on “A lone touch: Poem

  1. I injoy your work and wounder, if you have the same problems I am finding in getting people to read your poetry on line, and then get some critically needed input back from the reader. It’s a shame that WordPress don’t have a professional panel of critics that could give out much need advice. As this would really help in the progress of any young and up-and-coming poet’s? What do you think.

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