A.R. Minhas

I don’t deserve

“You look like
you need it.”

A cherry flavoured kiss.

I still taste
you on my beard.

A door knocks.

An ancient bird that taps.

Shadows close in on me.

The mouse-trap with red velvet cake.

You don’t
deserve anything.

snaps. It recoils.

This is how a
dream breaks,

And I’m

You were never

It was all given to you,

And now you return to take me back.

I laugh at your audacity

“Papers, please.”

I was never here
in the first place.

There is a
beauty in surrendering.

© A.R. Minhas

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About Jonathan Caswell

Mr. Caswell has been composing poetry at least since High School. He has been on WORD PRESS for ten years and contributes to two other blogs beside this one. This blog has a Christian emphasis but all bloggers are welcome. Mr. Caswell chooses to---with permission--re[post material of interest

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