Like a wild jasmine in deep wood
My poems blossom from pensive mood
Like the petals draw out to sun rays
My thoughts turn into patterns by Your grace
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why after death? many are soothened of their wounds reading your poem you call your poems wild jasmine but i would say they are Parijathams which are sought after by realised souls wonderful piece
if msg is got, no need of decorating words. words are always wingless birds. they dont reach where i meant thm to go!
I liked the message in the poem, just as I did after I read your 'Defeat Me'. But sincerely I am not satisfied with the lines/words. I may not be good myself but this is what i think sincerely.
If my rhymes ignite a longing in another heart my life is not mere waste. nice vision and attitude poems blossoming from pensive mood.. all nice expressions. do not stop writing. it is nice.