Many times
Found, there helpless
Rocking on chair
An image pulsating
All the beating
Gone out
From the heart
In the call
It hurts more
O, there.
Please don’t
Call me HERE
Your departure
Matures ripe;
Raw of me, takes
A joy childish
Approach came nearer
Volatile it happened
A part of me
Made a flight THERE
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Impressive.
Thanks Gopallahiri Ji. Thy comments mean a lot to me. Much love.
Beautifully crafted 🙂 🙂
Thanks to thee Sharon-Elizabeth. A beautiful heart always says a thing of beauty. Much love. 🙂