A voice was heard
Soft, violin like, as if
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lovely note of nostalgic love well coded... Or a nick name In my Paro's girlish lips Calling me to come back To our spider net home- 10+++ for sharing.
Thank you Sir for your great inspiration through this lovely remark.
As we met by fate But were thrown by life Off the boat supposed to Ferry us together To the end of the times. This poem get me remember my poem, the bird without nest. A touch of sad love so delicately rendered. 10+++
Thank you Rini for spending a few moments on my poem and inspiring.
Or a nick name In my Paro's girlish lips Calling me to come back To our spider net home- On the backyard of lost spring Moist with frozen wishes. Beautiful poem with shadows of lost love crafted beautifully. 10++ for this sharing.
Or a nick name In my Paro's girlish lips Calling me to come back To our spider net home- On the backyard of lost spring Moist with frozen wishes. A very sweet nostalgic poem and the song of a poem so nicely penned. 10++++ for it.
On the backyard of lost spring Moist with frozen wishes. Beautiful poem with shadows of lost love crafted beautifully. 10++ for this sharing