He used words like fables
from some time forgotten tales,
prose weaved with pearls
expressed in a simple vernacular way
For that is the only language he knew,
without the shade of vitriolic
or any boisterous hue,
void of the stratagems that often people play,
corralling to deceive someone
in the most deceitful way
He had no secrets,
neither had any sins to hide,
he never played any planned chide,
or took anyone for a ride
For he had the most beautiful soul
still surviving tangled
in this maligned wild world
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Beautifully described the beauty of an untouched soul far away from the malice people hide. Soulful and true to his emotions which he eimtes using poetry.
The protagonist suits you a lot, Shantanu.
Thank you Megha for your lovely words. 🌸😊
My pleasure.Im spending the midnight in beautiful way with beautiful poetry.
Feeling is mutual 😊
Well you are the one writing..I’m a mute spectator..err.. reader…
Haha. I read one of your not too long ago
Haha..you got me..Yes I’m a night owl today..too much simmering in the head.
😊
It’s not easy to fool you, Shantanu.Isnt it??
Haha. Looks and thoughts could be descriptive
You mean deceptive.Well,I’m good at reading people.I can read you if you want.
Yeah deceptive typo😊
The beauty of being transparent Shantanu.. well written! 😇
Thank you Graci🌸
You are welcome. 🌸
🤗
Amazing! You write so well
frankly I don’t think I even have so many words in my vocabulary hahaha
That’s really kind of you 🌸
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