Lekhny composition -27-May-2023
There are names for what binds us: strong forces, weak forces.
Look around, you can see them: the skin that forms in a half-empty cup, nails rusting into the places they join, joints dovetailed on their own weight. The way things stay so solidly wherever they've been set down- and gravity, scientists say, is weak.
And see how the flesh grows back across a wound, with a great vehemence, more strong than the simple, untested surface before. There's a name for it on horses, when it comes back darker and raised: proud flesh,
as all flesh,
is proud of its wounds, wears them as honors given out after battle, small triumphs pinned to the chest-
And when two people have loved each other see how it is like a scar between their bodies, stronger, darker, and proud; how the black cord makes of them a single fabric that nothing can tear or mend.
Punam verma
28-May-2023 09:21 AM
Very nice
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Abhinav ji
28-May-2023 08:45 AM
Very nice 👍
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Raghuveer Sharma
28-May-2023 01:15 AM
nice
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