Like a thorn
With a rose
It exists between us
Petals withered away
Colour fades away
In solititude
Memory turn the pages
A scent Blows my soul
Ethereal touches
Wash my body
Like a first rain
On the cracked earth
A river gushes
There is
No parting pain
No distant ache
No love longing
No broken heart
The thorn moves
Deeper and deeper
And
Bloom on my beats
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5 comments:
Nice One!
...good one !!!!
really amazing!!!
Neera,
Loving your work, has a strange but beautiful vibe about it :)
Also, so very sorry to hear about your accident :( Get well soon, AA, SH and I are all thinking of you.
Love Adam
this is the first time i cam across ur blog.. the poem is too good.. a short and sweet expression of the emotions, a nice flow.. fine words to blend..
great
Manoj K
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