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The entire creation is full of messages of love..Isn't it?
We just need the eye to see and take them into our own lives.❤️.
No wonder even few seconds of SoorYa scene is more than enough to awake poetess within me n I always end up penned down something crazy..😆.
Anyone noticed This time "Haraa" Kurta of Sooraj didn't give us any trouble.😲.
*~❤️ I 'am' with You ❤️ ~*
Even if the sky alter its color,
With an idle world, a new,
The water begins owning hue,
And the birds stop singing; don't you worry, I'll be there.
Even if your relatives create threats,
And the friendly breeze stops from flowing,
To make things tough, the fishes forget swimming,
I'll be there beside you, my dear, even after the sun rests.
Even if you want not to think about me,
The sweet memories will keep reminding,
And the internal wall slowly but surely be breaking,
Into thousands of pieces, you'll see.
Even if Lord descends to win you over,
Don't affright, my, as Derrida stated, "Imaginary presence in absence" will sentinel,
Your soul, chastity and the self on the whole,
Like Bronte's Jane Eyre, don't you let your hope and faith expire.
Even if the words die out from earth's exterior,
The rainbow and the clouds feel reluctant to come into sight,
Even if your empathy isn't convenient,
You'll see me extending my arms to embrace; yes, I'll be there!
P.S:- This time I took a challenge to complete the poem in 20 lines.😳.
Just one small creation which I really hope reflects my theme of poem.
We just need the eye to see and take them into our own lives.❤️.
No wonder even few seconds of SoorYa scene is more than enough to awake poetess within me n I always end up penned down something crazy..😆.
Anyone noticed This time "Haraa" Kurta of Sooraj didn't give us any trouble.😲.
*~❤️ I 'am' with You ❤️ ~*
Even if the sky alter its color,
With an idle world, a new,
The water begins owning hue,
And the birds stop singing; don't you worry, I'll be there.
Even if your relatives create threats,
And the friendly breeze stops from flowing,
To make things tough, the fishes forget swimming,
I'll be there beside you, my dear, even after the sun rests.
Even if you want not to think about me,
The sweet memories will keep reminding,
And the internal wall slowly but surely be breaking,
Into thousands of pieces, you'll see.
Even if Lord descends to win you over,
Don't affright, my, as Derrida stated, "Imaginary presence in absence" will sentinel,
Your soul, chastity and the self on the whole,
Like Bronte's Jane Eyre, don't you let your hope and faith expire.
Even if the words die out from earth's exterior,
The rainbow and the clouds feel reluctant to come into sight,
Even if your empathy isn't convenient,
You'll see me extending my arms to embrace; yes, I'll be there!
Just one small creation which I really hope reflects my theme of poem.
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