Photo: Kalash
Winds are playing with my hair
and I wonder,
where are you?
Curtains wrap around my body,
mind is ready,
false is true.
Flowers are blooming in the dark
with splendid spark,
did you see?
Leaves are turning nascent green,
pure’s their sheen,
just like me.
Clouds are singing in the sky,
ballads fly,
they have wings.
Rain is chiming with my thoughts,
old our knots,
NEW BEGINNINGS.
© 2015 Kavita G. Khanvilkar. All Rights Reserved.
Very nice poem. Bravo!
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Thank you Sir 🙂
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You are welcome.
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I love this part: “Clouds are singing in the sky,
ballads fly,
they have wings.” Just wonderful! Great poem.
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Thank you Brenda…I’m glad you liked it 🙂
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Sure did. Off to breakfast. I’m starving all of a sudden.
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Life is a continuous string of new beginnings. Beautiful words!
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Thank you…I appreciate you stopping by and sharing your veracious thought on new beginnings… 🙂
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Lovely and fresh new beginnings… !
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Thank you for feeling it…
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Welcome..nice way of expressions.
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Happy Friendship Day..!
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Thank you..Wish you too a very Happy Friendship Day.. !
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thanks my pleasure..! stay around in thoughts…! 🙂
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