Wednesday, September 2, 2020

Late Love Comments

Rating: 5.0

Autumnal period of lyric comes never to me
Entrapped I'm in the stars wave when dreamed

Serene touch of the catkins I've gone the field
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MAHTAB BANGALEE
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Valsa George 11 September 2020

Love some of the striking images in the poem. Well done brother!

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Bernard F. Asuncion 09 September 2020

A well thought composition. Truly marvelous....10+++++++

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Me Poet Yeps Poet 02 September 2020

u r not so old still you can do you have overshooted me by hundreds mb of bd

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Varsha M 02 September 2020

Beautiful potryal of feelings explicit wrapped in autumn bun and nurtured with Yamuna flowing. Beautiful words.

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