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    Forbidden

    By Shraddha Patel

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    Forbidden is a collection of poetry full of humor, wit, and meditation upon all topics from love, places, to philosophy and the classics.

    In this collection, the slow-moving and deliberately sensual verse leads to vivid imagery touching both the heart and the soul.

    Patel also includes a medley of delightful nuggets from past poets interwoven within her own poems of today to seamlessly form a collection that reads briskly as one moving heartfelt piece.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherAustin Macauley Publishers
    Release dateMay 31, 2019
    ISBN9781528954914
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    Shraddha Patel

    Shraddha Patel has spent years in both the financial and government sectors. She has a BA and MPA from NYU and is enrolled for the Executive MBA program at NYU (Class of 2021).

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      About the Author

      Shraddha Patel has spent years in both the financial and government sectors. She has a BA and MPA from NYU and is enrolled for the Executive MBA program at NYU (Class of 2021).

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      The right of Shraddha Patel to be identified as author of this work has been asserted by her in accordance with section 77 and 78 of the Copyright, Designs and Patents Act 1988.

      All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise, without the prior permission of the publishers.

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      The waves that undulate through the mind

      Hold tightly to the shores of thought

      Separated only by that which is and that which is not…

      Memories bombard and then subside.

      A streetlight flickers outside,

      Bursting right before the darkness.

      Its shrillness dissipates into the vacuous.

      Fingers grope trying to find the way,

      But patches of relative coolness

      Only impart frozen platitudes your way.

      You say you hear me but do you really?

      Like a coat that peels away—

      It is the indelible that you will not be able to shake.

      But the fog hides the truth, and you remain carried away

      By its pervasive and rather persuasive hold.

      And I—shivering standing here today

      Wait whispering

      Please turn around

      Turn around

      Decadence

      The sweet pontification of chocolate

      Usurping your mind and senses,

      Followed by a rich lather of exuberance

      And unquenchable torrents of delightful

      Provocation is the only dessert I have to offer.

      Normandy was quite some time ago.

      As the glasses and plate settings prove.

      Yet your mind lingers in the past, forever

      Holding on to a thought, memory that slipped

      Away from others so, so long ago. That proof

      Of existence which can never be seconded,

      Hearkens at you and eats away at the core.

      Step forward into that ever enticing

      Prodigious wave of delectable frenzy and charm,

      And I will certainly deliver you from any

      And all choice unpalatable harm.

      Hunted

      Orion with his ever-present form scintillating

      Gave way with his ambivalence to those following

      Him, misinterpreting him, and sanctioning him.

      Another flat tire, car bomb, more clothes gone, and even more death threats left in the car seats broken into.

      I sit and wait for the next time.

      He smiles in the sky, knowing exactly who

      And why did it, but still he says nothing.

      Orion way up in the sky,

      Where no one can touch you, question you, nor follow you.

      There you follow others throughout the stealthy sky,

      Teaching them that they too can get away with it.

      And I remain hunted.

      The Kiss

      The canvas, a perfect square embodies Klimt’s golden period,

      Two bodies entwined with each other

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