Love's deceit is the theme of this poem ... you expressed it in a dulcet way with the intertwined emotions and in-depth feelings. The hurt that kills the tenderness of the heart in such tempestuous moment which allows the pain and hurt to gush out like a river, to lay down the love to die! It lets you forget what really happened and offers you a distortion of the truth! In last two lines, you chronicled the acceptance of deceit with grace! Wonderful poetic expression Ramya . I saw in this poem the rhythmic outbursts of emotion are spontaneous, unintentional and irresistible too!👏
Res Res !
Uh-huh you too TayTay's fan ? Me too ! 😉Will unres soon😳Unres!!Wow ! It's just awesome and a treat to read ! I love the lyrics so so much and it's my favourite poem written by you and i love the rhythm . The theme of the poem is so amazing.The last two lines gave megoosebumps.I knew my life was but a dramatic bane,
But i thought it was worth living again.I love your poems so much ! Please write more Rammy.
One of the best comments I ever read in this IF ! 😊 Very sensibly emotional style of expression on this gritty sentimental poem. 😊I don't know why, but scribbles that are drenched with angst or pain or an emotion that reeks of myriad of feelings; usually hidden in one's bosom; are the ones that attracte the most. I love the idea of getting up again after a massive fall...be it real or an imagination. This one was a beautiful take of the same.
Originally posted by: KrishnaPriyaa
Ramsy 👏👏
This is DOWNRIGHT beautiful! I love how the emotions flow in the poem, and the deep hurt of the one who has been cheated can be felt. Much louwe to you, for this lovely poem <3
Originally posted by: Radhikerani
This was so uplifting! Thank you so much for posting it here Ramyadi! <3
Originally posted by: .-Amethyst-.
Amazing poem Di! So much feels! I can't connect to it but it's feels awesome to read such brilliant stuff 😃
I don't know why, but scribbles that are drenched with angst or pain or an emotion that reeks of myriad of feelings; usually hidden in one's bosom; are the ones that attracte the most. I love the idea of getting up again after a massive fall...be it real or an imagination. This one was a beautiful take of the same.
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