Corollary
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my valiant soul
A dreamer and a believer for the upliftment of women rights. A published poet, author, writer. Believes in dancing and cooking amazing food for hungry souls at times. Loves to write and write till the moon is satisfied. My writings can be found at Visual Verse, Indian Periodical, Sick Lit mag, Duane's Poetree, Thistle magazine, among various others. Curator of Olive Skins. View all posts by my valiant soul
Beautiful poem!
Fresh air is basic of human life!
You are poetic soul!
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Thank you. Means a lot.:)
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I love what you did in the last three stanzas. The imagery in each is so vast and descriptive. They make the poem come alive. Good work, Devika!
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Hi tre,
Thank you so much . I am grateful you still find life in my words.
So humbled!
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Yes, ma’am! You’re most welcome!
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This is so mesmerising like a fresh raindrop on a window pane.💙
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Thanks girl.
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The clandestine tales of a mocking bord” this sums up the essence of your poem for me. It’s always a pleasure to read your beautiful work, Devika.
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Can read this again and again and again… good going, girl!
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She is a world unto herself, regardless of how others see her. Another outstanding piece of poetry.
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Thank you
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My pleasure
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