Author: Great.S.Upase
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Beauty in the crevice of Nature
A beautiful flower, Nested in the Castle rocks, Radiating the beauty around. I can’t think near-perfect delicacy. It looked like the belle of the ball. How dubious is the nature to install flower in the rocks? Is it the feed of love that made an alluring flower to bloom? I spurred into grudges, That my…
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Can you hear me
It was a night with moonlit sky, Dazzling stars Scarletting the darkness, Her scintillating smile encroaching me, And I said , Can you hear? I sucked her beauty With my thirsty eyes, And her melodious voice as a saccharine brew, And yet again asked her, Can you hear me? Her nod was her submission, What…
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The Defiant Cradle
Tears rolled down the cheeks, Hey its a girl child, The frowns of relatives were quite obvious as they lament their faces With the coy smile, The angel was brought to the cradle, the cradle too was wavy to accept the baby, No one experienced the angelic touch but the creator, the mother in her…
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Cupid Growth
I wish I could hold you in my arms and cocoon you with my wrath of love and affection, but the Cupid growth never lets me…. Your occasional cries were my alarms to cuddle you, I wish I would rewind the time , Your hugs and smiles which were my ornaments of motherhood, wish I…
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Your highness
Some pains never lie, You can taste them with your eyes, So honest and unshadowy, A fallen tulip, lying with its bare body, All soaked in rainwater, devastated, Waiting for a mighty breeze to carry it along, To it’s destined way of heaven. It’s longing to meet its highness And please her with its winsomeness…
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Space
Space Space that gives you volume, Space that gives you velocity, I can see no action without space, Yet space is not considerable. Space that shelters lives, Space that allows buds to bloom, Yet its presence is not magnified. I can see the bowing of the flower diligently in the space so fervently. Yet its…
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My Happy Place
Dangling dewdrops silhouettes the green and sleek leaves of my garden. I peep into the plethora of blooms, festooned with dewdrops much like a bride, Each flower manifesting the beauty of nature, Each pot proudly holding the plant and the bloom, My lingering eyes capture the view of positivity, growth and a deluge. I wonder…