Distraction - Micro Poetry by Rachana » Rachana Nadella-Somayajula

Hi, thank you for reading my micro poems about a single, stolen glance that lodges itself deep in the heart, an obsession taking root and being forever caught in the savage pull of desire.

DISTRACTION

when you called me
a distraction,
I laughed it off —
I had no idea
what it meant
until you became mine.

PEACE

you want peace —
let go of my velvet curves
and your mind’s persistent grip
so we can both breathe

RULEBOOK

I had known
all the rules —
desire
knew its place.
then
you arrived.
now it’s a
storm
I’m screaming
your name
into
and it
won’t calm down

PRIMAL WHIMPERS

eyes met once
and buried themselves
in the heart — forever.

your primal whimpers
are both dangerous
and divine.

you promised slow,
not savage.

don’t make me bite
the apple
of your neck.

Thanks again for stopping by. If one line stays with you, I’d love to know what it was. Comment or DM me.

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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.

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