Why do I still nurture the thought of a possibility called us when I know your mind is muddled by myriad farragoes and your heart layered with shades of gray revealing nothing. Maybe it is the eye I want to accost, for deep within I know, though you may not say a word, those doe eyes can’t deny showing the sparkle of my beliefs.
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I really like this!
Thanks so much for your kind read
My pleasure!
Hope you are doing well
I am doing great. Hope things are great at your end
Another beautiful composition.Warming our hearts in today frigid weather
Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
Beautiful ✨
Thanks so much, Saania
Thanks so much dear friend
Thanks so much for your beautiful words 😊
My pleasure!
Also, posted something new after long! 💕
Cool. Let me check it out
Happy to share it, Shantanu!! ✨✨😊
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Beautifully said!!
Thank you, Warren
You’re welcome my friend!
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Have been up and down, but I am well, thanks 🙂
Hope things turns out for good my friend
Yes, I believe so. Thank you
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