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I came to you
With a bouquet in my hand
But sitting on a bench
Outside your home
You are talking
With my rival in love laughingly
I see clearly
Above you both
A thorny tree is bending over.
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Dear vocal readers and creators!
These creative presentations are a representation of my feelings—the heart and the soul. These can be interpreted in your own way. The belonging of your longing or the destination can be different. Yet I hope, somehow, these reflections will touch your feelings as well. I am looking forward to your feedback and valuable comments. Please feel free to share your thoughts and feelings with me.
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Fly Alone
Hello! I am a poet and writer. I write whatever comes in my mind.
Comments (1)
Great poem! Great job!