We both snuggled in a cozy blanket with a hot cup of coffee, Watching the gentle drizzle dance across the window pane One after the other. Words were not…
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Poetry
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All I’m left with are the cherished memories, Brumous is my life but my heart still throbs for you; Calling out your name hopelessly, Dwelling in an illusionary world,…
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Cool ,crisp wind of October blows untamed… The trees, once bashful, sway to the rhythm in ecstacy. Having transformed into a mature maiden in auburn shades they glisten, And…
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I am a woman adorning different roles, Most of the time on my toes, running my house, And sometimes I sing, but I am not a singer, I dance,…
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I am a poet and thou art my muse, I want to ; Shower thee with a gentle drizzle of April showers, Infuse thee with the scent of heavenly petrichor,…
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I lay on the ground on a wintry day And welcome the snowflakes as they F A L L one…
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We’ve seen our love blossom into a fragrant flower, Danced and swayed with the zephyr breeze, And watched the sun rise and set across the horizon All these years together……
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The morning mist leaves behind a trail of dew drops On the yearning leaves Quenching their thirst. The auburn sun Casts its gentle rays Upon the sunflowers that wait with…
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A tarnished letter lies Hidden deep Inside the armoire, Stamped, Sealed, Unsent, Written lovingly by a forlorn soul. Unsaid feelings, Unrequited love, Forgotten by the sands of time… A hopeless…
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How I wish I were a poet who could pen down verses about our love dipping a quill in my mind of ceaseless thoughts and feelings… Every word written would…