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When Love Met Me

Drizzles of wine drops, poured from your cauldron
showered upon me, like water from a fountain
heralding and ensuing its blossom in my heart.
Nights and days I use my wizards to conceal it.
Departure, so sour yet sweet forced me to contemplate,
years for me were harbingers piercing to ripen it.
Protruded it unknowingly after much swelling and pain
fathoms so deep,asks me to keep you to my bosom.
A feeling ineffable force me, to confess it.
I hate a redemption from this, lest is it a doom!



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Date: 10/16/2018 10:54:00 AM
This is poetic genius if you ask me.
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Nisha Prince
Date: 10/16/2018 6:26:00 PM
Thanks a lot Caren.I always look up to your comments .Thank You