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Her Brook

It would be around eight in the morning Endless rain perhaps taking a brief rest In her eyes a shadow of nice evening In her gait past middle age well expressed My eyes at the clouds I walk a bit slow Her humming voice stops me for a short while “Poori pakaibo Halwa pakaibo” It is a refrain blended in a smile The tongue is a dulcet ethnic Hindi I will cook poori and halwa it said Delicious dish for the olfactory I look at the jasmines in her long braid On the outside soiled sari and lean look Inside her she nurtured the rippling brook ____________________________________ July 26, 2017

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Date: 7/30/2017 9:49:00 PM
Beautiful sonnet that lets deep love shine through.
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Date: 7/29/2017 7:04:00 PM
Stunning love sonnet, Probir. Wonderfully penned!
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Date: 7/29/2017 2:01:00 PM
That fits with my today's poem "The Vows" my friend, Probir, where love is eternal between the two! Marvelous Sonnet for a marvelous lady with such love in her heart!
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Date: 7/29/2017 1:46:00 PM
This is so beautiful, Probir, you are blessed with a lovely lady by your side. ~*
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Date: 7/29/2017 12:43:00 PM
- A beautiful sonnet to a beautiful lady, Probir - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
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Date: 7/29/2017 12:26:00 PM
Probir, you have captured the soul of this lovely woman with your creative imagery. This is beautiful as I am sure she is! : )
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Date: 7/29/2017 9:55:00 AM
Hi Probir. Very nice. I really like the ending to this one :)
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