P.K Freitas Poems

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The Path
Tonight thoughts of you
Keeps haunting my every movement

It is always this or that
When I remember how we use
To walk barefooted on the audio of our inane sentiments

And I wonder...

Did you ever feel my love embedded in the poems
I scribbled on the canvas of your mind?

Will . . .
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Who Killed Tasha?
My heart is soiled with tears
My cheeks are smoldered with wet blue tears
My eyes are drunk with weariness
And now my vision stays blur underground

Who killed Tasha?
Yesterday she was young and free
Licking the curfew of our love on my feet
She was intoxicated with merriment
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