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Aquamarine

Updated: Jul 5, 2025



By Doyel Bhattacharjee


Your eyes hold something

So very serene

Like the familiar burn

For want, unforseen


Your hands tell stories

My dear, where have they been? 

Your nails reflect light

Bright aquamarine


Hold me warm in your arms

A Suffolk county dream

A mural star stitched

Torn at the seams


Your lips part in surprise

My dear, why do they scream? 

Your earrings clink, slight

Quiet aquamarine


Your eyes hold something

Your lips part in a scream

Your hands tell stories

Bathed in aquamarine


I too have stories

Blurred aquamarine

My claws sank deep

Blood aquamarine


My words fall deaf

Enough to make me keen

My actions end ignored

Not how they seem


Mine all mine

Often I dream

They are broken, tainted

Dull aquamarine


I chase my thoughts 

A downward stream

Caught them, submerged

Can you bear what I mean? 


Your greatest of calls

My profound need

Roared in our veins

Is this aquamarine? 


Mine all mine

Star stitched beyond the seams

Hands stained carmine

All aquamarine


By Doyel Bhattacharjee



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