The pond of breezy footsteps,
The eye of solitude kiss knitted from the colours of pinkish sun,
The ripples of love making in the caress of my hair,
The dusk jotting down the sidewalk with your colourful shadow
Like the blue vintage chair adorned, safe.
You kissed the demons from the whites of my eye,
Like stars blasting colours in the horror sunken sky,
Red, orange , and my heartbeat
Struggling through the narrows of connive heart, the chains of numb finger, into the periphery of you and me.
Oh, lovely ! And this..
You kissed the demons from the whites ;of my eye
..is love ! 💝💝
Beautiful piece of poetry, D !
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I was about to shut my eyes off and then this happen.
Thank you Chhaya for reading this. I still am planning for a break or so from writing.
It’s always a thrilling feeling to hear from you.
Much love.:)
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I am so glad this happened. It’s a beautiful poem to go to sleep with.
A break is much needed at times…and if there’s a calling for it, just go ahead ! 😀
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Yes, I resonate with that equally.
Thank you for ensuring my break even if I do.
Lots of love to you.:)
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To you too dear ! 💝😘💝
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Once again a lovely write up.
Loved it,
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Hi M!
Thank you for dropping by once again.:)
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This is so beautifully written! A true art form. I have nominated you for the unique blog award, you can see the info on my page here: https://moonlightmusingssite.wordpress.com/
All the best and keep writing! 🙂
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Thankyou for the honor dear.
Would soon check it out!:)
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You’re always beautiful on knitting words straight from the soul, this is beautiful like always.
Have a great week ahead!
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This is so nice to hear such a comment from you.Thank you for stopping by.
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