Poetry by Nicola An

creative writing, literary, literature, poetry

​”Solemnity”
Please bear with the passive response-

this teeny, muted echo, the lowest and

most unhurried blow

When I sit isolated, my thoughts and

feelings are safe and rehabilitated;

there is a special place to nurse me,

the untouchable connection

keeping me sane and free
Please spare me from coercion,

it is not my necessity to spill

from the cup of this delicate

consumption

How can I be able at all

to say what’s

wildly ineffable?
Oh please do not disturb a quiet heart

We’re not supposed to take pride 

in Love
-Infinitely,

Nicola An

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