–
Want To Listen To The Article Instead?
–
I look up.
Your mouth of fire
hovers an inch above mine.
In your eyes I see the curve on my back
you were never allowed
to memorize with your hands.
Read the full poem here.
— https://futurestrong.org/2025/12/01/dont-kiss-me-yet-a-poem-by-rachana/
and if you would like to read more of my poetry, please visit:
— https://futurestrong.org/rachana
– 0 –
About The Article Author:
Hi, I’m Rachana. Its been my dream for years to do something to consciously create a better future where every one of us is excited about our own potential. My challenge to everyone is that they aspire for their personal best and leave a legacy of their work through their contributions to mankind.
One more thing. In December of 2044, I hope to win the Nobel.
Will you join me on this journey of growth and transformation?
Namasté.
Poetry
Human life without some form of poetry is not human life but animal existence. ~ Randall Jarrell











