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The Art of You I Can't Forget

written by: Nerisha Kemraj



My hands hover
over your name and number,
before I cast myself
as an exhibition
to your ignorance,
yet again

Silence weighs heavy over willing fingers,
brushing over pictures
of deception

Thoughts of you linger in the air
painting trails of memories
begging to be forgotten
but fighting to stay alive

The haunting question
hangs inside a chaotic gallery -
Why isn't this the end?

Nerisha Kemraj

Nerisha Kemraj

Nerisha Kemraj - resides in Durban, South Africa with her husband and two mischievous daughters. She has work published/accepted in various publications - print and online. She holds a Bachelor's degree in Communication Science, and a Post Graduate Certificate in Education from University of South Africa.
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