Knock, knock
Who’s there?
It’s me the breeze
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you feel something and tell it..tell differently...then make others feel your words...that's a poet real good poem Mamta...talks to the reader heart straight...10
WOW..I just love this, Mamta..I particularly love your last line. thank you for sharing your thoughts.. Shalom, Meggie
This one glitters with your charm. Only you could have penned it. We are never really alone, are we? Warm wishes, Sandra
It’s me the pigeon, want you to know I understand what its like to feel low. sometimes back i also wanted to say this to an indian woman-from australia--she only made me a criminal...... she also said 'just wait'--and i waited w/o understanding that there is a term just before her wait.......