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Sweet talk
A Poem by
prema
Why are you in love with me? Asked the wind one day You're kind, I answered. Is that all? asked the wind No, you carry murmur of our love.
Curse
A Poem by
prema
I was weaving a tapestry By looking at the image, In the mirror. You planted a dhalia. It indulged me in its dalliance I was relieved of my curs..
Dialogue
A Poem by
prema
Which flower you like most? Asked thyself in humble earnest Flower answered darling me Why may I ask thee? Selfless love is thy domain Among ..
Life and death
A Poem by
prema
Reflections on life and death Dragged out the latent poetess in me But why I became reticent When it came to life? Life itself is a beautiful ..
Whims ànd fancies
A Poem by
prema
Life is not smooth, but tangle Which makes my music jangle. I weave fantasies with my dreams Fertile mind thus complements my whims
Reminiscing mother
A Poem by
prema
Reminiscing motherO' mother it's been more than three decadessince you were no more with usyou were the lamp that we got loststill, we tr..
Merry Xmas
A Poem by
prema
Merry Xmas Wishing you all merry Xmas Wishing you all joy amass
Motherhood
A Poem by
prema
MotherhoodIt's the same old tale of Bhangasvana, the kingwhose name and fame even today folks singIrritated the Lord Indra, so meanTransformed th..
Çovid
A Poem by
prema
The pandemic càlled Covid It's effects, all but a few couldn't avoid Left iñ our life à void Which noñe could be devoid..
Emotioñ çalled Love
A Poem by
prema
How much capable I am of Love Selfishness in me taught Whether to give or take , I admit I am most selfish. No other E-motion can stir Hidden f..
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