A song of the evening
Wow! ! ! ! ! I behold the scene
In that city of love
In XTS I devour
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This poem forever to last will for sure as will all your poems and sweet songs a bubbling ++++10...regards
A sweet song bursting with beauty! Well done my friend! 10/10
A very pleasant reading. it provides. your fine feelings and promises and songs. lovely creation from your poetic mind. thank you very much..
Beautifully written love poem in which you pulled me into the poem and I became part of it. That is what a good poetess does. Very good. Lynn
Very easy going and smooth reading. Good word selection. Nice work.
anjali...it is a beautiful poem of a longing tender heart.very good write.
nostalgia served on an ample banyan leaf....like the ceremonies of olden subcontinent and days long gone past very sweet and tender...awesome infact cheers an ten
Anju, while reading the poem, I can recollect those bygone days which took wing a long ago.Your poem remembers me those incidents, those dear faces which are only in my memory.
It was quite a treat to read your poem.. while reading it actually I got an urge to get myself transformed in werewolf for producing an ecstatic howl! Regards Kushal
Hummm again the story teller in you peeps thru...Liked it...10+...Brishti Mazumdar
'Know ye once again And see my face Need not be illusions Make them real Whirl up thy head And screw up thy heart And make this A TWILIGHT SONG A SONG OF THE EVENING Forever to last.' Realy beautiful..sooooo refreshing Anjali....love shan10++
This is great and i love the way you use the words of the old century its awesome
The music of the evening and the night wonderfully penned, Anjali. Surely imprinted in my mind forever :) Thanks for sharing! Best wishes. A.
The angels sang with us The seraphs retired on high The stars broke out Now the epitaphs of someone spoke out The angels may be quintessential The seraphs may be jovial The stars may be spatial But the lives are lethal Only once the mind is coral Yet once the love may be banal The rides may be rocky The boat of love oscillating in the tides But still love has to be up and withstanding Over every troublling sickle bending... A exgratia to those who has not been able to realise what true love is......some poeple's tavern are yet just overdraft to be the playground of only Saturn and there is where the Sun eludes.An elexir remains until elexir as a prophylaxix becomes lethal in a slow pace but boosting life through. Magnificient 10........
Anajali, A very touching and heart-felt poem, I think this will chip away at the minds of those who read it. nicely written, Heath
The IMAGERY in this poem TOUCHED the deepest recesses of my HEART! :) -shree
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