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And all I see

Life, where I grew up Had quite often a rainy day Life there thrives in a riverine canvas And people are amicable and friendly. I may say. Life, where I grew up Had the turns of a long, long story Some are puzzling, some understood Often the story had a lot to say about past of glory. Life, where I grew up A sky was wearing a golden saree, then With rosebuds, white flowers in a braided hair. Words of life were too easy to say. Life, where I grew up Thrived in a meaningful and reserved way, in serene All are not a poet, but some are though People mingled in nature, and nature touched heaven. Perhaps, isolation is a term getting familiar, now Feelings of loneliness, together in a journey, for many Recognition of this is not easy to cope up though And I was looking for a sky, a helpless, lonely soul in me And all I see is a beautiful, meticulous, ever-generous sky!

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Date: 7/16/2019 8:29:00 AM
A lovely spirit in this write...Well done
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Tamanna Ferdous
Date: 7/16/2019 9:53:00 AM
Thanks a lot, Arturo.
Date: 7/16/2019 7:27:00 AM
Great thought ful poem, life does not always make sense, especially when we grow up... you expressed this very well..
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Tamanna Ferdous
Date: 7/16/2019 9:53:00 AM
Thanks a lot for the nice comment.