Drawing me wildly,
Her hands pierced a current,
She dropped her strings,
With the nails piercing,
Along the back bone as strings,
Our music was played whole night,
Till the dawn of day,
Thrust of force I engulfed,
And given along the bore,
Like a Newton’s law of action,
She squirted the pearls of,
Transparent drops along the shaft,
As we fall in hands,
Another beautiful day flourished.
That’s indeed beautifully expressed
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Thanks dear…Gm to u
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Good morning…..what a lazy rainy Sunday today😍
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Haha are you still in bed? I’m in terrace ..
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Not at all….I too am at my terrace….. wondering the last night would have been tough for my plants cause 2 of them have got a dent on their very stem
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Oh.. Don’t you water them?
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I do….but it rained and stormed heavily last night
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That’s bad…But don’t worry dear
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Ya
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By the way….I didn’t ask your name still…..what’s you name dear passerby
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Haha as your name has pearled feeling my name too a passers-by.i mail you now
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But I do write my name at the end of my poems
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Oh i see i don’t show identity publicly because of many friends here …I use pen name. Ok if you are not comfortable in mail..I will tell you one day til then call me a mad 😉
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Haha…sure
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I will call you pearl..Mail?
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U can call me Pearl or Pragya
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I like Pearl ☺
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Okay
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Haan
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Powerful.
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thanks Sarah Lea
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love indeed is powerful in your poetry…..
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That’s cool reply from you
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🙂
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