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Aparna A. Poem
Yet to feel, yet to find
Time will weave a way to bind
two hearts in an ocean of bliss
hard to forget and hard to miss.
Waiting for that one fine day
to meet a heart which I portray
one who adores me like a rose
a love that forever flows.
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Tranquility unleashed
within the woods resides,
fountain of music
Every passing hour breeds
tunes unheard
awakening senses
which were once muted.
Diffused among rooted beings,
the ignored melodies seep in,
either pristine or reprise.
A recurring thud,
anguishing realisation
Maligned ears of the modern
will never bear these old tales.
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Morning skies clad in grey ,
a prelude to downpour this array .
Golden rays are nowhere to be seen,
the black curtains hid them from me.
Leaves are now dotted with drops,
I hear a symphony on the rooftops.
Long awaited showers are here,
to quench the thirst of a year.
Soon the showers kissed the ground,
What a euphoria I see around !
The town is now bathed in rain,
O ! great blessing never refrain.
Umbrellas crowd the streets again
Puddles clutter the lonely lane.
Vehicles proceed in a chain ,
splashing away all the rain.
Some haste to wear rain coats,
Some make paper boats.
Children find bliss in this place,
When drizzles brush their face.
Peeping through the window grill,
My heart brims with joy and thrill.
Ecstasy I feel in June,
Undoubtedly is a boon.
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Spilling thoughts on white paper
seemed so easy but just mistaken
Painting words with craft unshaken
takes time like building a skyscraper.
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