She concedes
Her joy to morning breeze
Her happiness knows no bounds.
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Like a blossoming petals Leans to the corridors of wind And whispers Rachel Ann Butler
With words like these, even a small poem can make a big difference.. great stuff
hi xoubiya, your wordplay is magnificent. even in short, your description is like a mirror, can see through.shabas, shabas!
no feeling better than this, and so serenely expressed in your wonderful verse....
And whispers- splaying the manna of hope of tommorow of togetherness in the barely audible syllables-
Xoubiya, this is such a wonderful composition. i truly enjoyed the mood penned down by you in this lovely poem. thanks for sharing. take care
Very beautifully said...like Coleridge's words..'I love my love and my love loves me'..the metaphor was very innovative...specially leans to the corridors of wind. Gul
Its Nature’s Love that Poet has elaborated…great write… Ten dr.sakti