Category: Poetry
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The Unseasonal Rain
Falls from above this shower of hail, watches my snowbell, waggling its tail. The wind is howling and curtains do wiggle. Adds a rhythm to the pattering sound, as the wind chimes jiggle. Here I roast some marshmallows, you said you would home by nine.Cake’s in the oven,and dinner inclusive of red wine. I sneak…
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I was swimming in the Rain
I was swimming in the rain,And I wondered, and I wondered:How could it just take awayAll of my pain?When I was below the water, It squeezed all my pain out,What kind of pressure it was?When I was above the water,The cold needles poked me gently,A healing acupressure it was!World was so dim around!And the entire…
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Alone on road
And I can see forth me,the curves on the lonely path,twisted like a serpent still,but I proceeded disregarding the aftermath. Wet in rain,dwindling at gloomiest of haze,although beautiful, yet suspicious,and so obscure, there’s nothing to gaze! Walled from left and right, all along the road’s arc,with trees and shrubs,That appear more black than green in…
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Magical Mist
All the way through this garden of mist,I walked ahead as I couldn’t resist.All I began with was to wander and wander,and all about the winter’s charm I started to ponder. Everything around was silent and still, neither the pond nor the swings were visible; Not even that enormous hill. In leather boots and a…
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Rain Love
Soothing rain,on that bright red rose;splashes on the ground,and wets her toes.Stayin’ indoor,it’s time for a love dose. Darkening outside, it’s such a cold weather. A suitable time for us, to make love together! In her dress so charming, she walks in slowly; with a smile on her face, and mood so jolly. Actions seductive,…
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Childhood Love
Sitting on the park wall, in the heart of the town. In the aesthetic sky forth, watching sun slowly going down. Just as the flock of birds, that passes from above, and is lead by a dove. That peculiar is our love. Such an immense connection, have you ever seen? We met and we’ve been…
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This is the nation I was born into
This is the nation I was born into, Spectacular! With crown of The Great Himalayas, and Indian Ocean beneath the feet. Hail my motherland! This enormous melting-pot. . . Here sundry cultures and traditions meet. Whom neither the great Alexander could conquer, nor could the Great Britain. Hail my motherland! Brave and invincible indeed, yet…
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Christmas Love
Sky above tinted with blue and black, Painted with majestic emerald aurora. Embellished with snowflakes falling slowly and slowly, Mind stealing is its heart warming aura. In the sky above the stars shimmer, And below here do the lights. The place fragrant with the odour of the snow, So endearing are these magnificent Nights! Behold…
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The Smell of Rain
Behold I from this building so tall,Droplets on the window glass I fondle,They chase one another,And down they crawl. Though I have a book with me,I enjoy the coffee rather.It’s all aphotic,And this romantic weather. So heart warming an ambience around,With a perfectly lit fireside;Windows are all shut completely,So the warmth is just maintained inside.…
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Pink Love
Entraced! By the weather so romantic,The sky appears purple & pink..Another inspiration for a new poetry;Meant to be written with a beautiful blue ink. Aloof in the sky aloft,Retaining a rosy tint and aureate outline;Evident before the ether sent below,That shower of scented heavenly wine. Hues make the city aesthetic,Make it something to endear.The very…
Hot Chocolate 