Relentless Heart
Everything moved,
the earth made a countless trip around the sun,
many novae burned and vanished into oblivion
and the moon morphed many times to the luring crescent to the darkness of blue moon night
But this heart didn’t move,
and it remained frozen with hollow sorry
staring through the mist-laden windowsill
for you to arrive
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OMG! That’s a powerful emotion 💔
Thanks so much dear. Btw I have responded to few of your prompts. Put the link as well. Read at your leisure
I will in a while when I get to the computer. I am not a great fan of the wordpress app 😉
Haha. You are not alone. Your prompts are so beautiful ❤️
Thank you 🙏😁 And happy holi… if you celebrate it!
Happy Holi to you as well. Yes I do
Great! Corona virus took the fun out of it this time though. But the sweets are always welcome 😋
True that. Stay safe
You too! Have a fabulous day 💐
Thank you and you have a lovely evening
it read like the beginning of a novel….and created a sadly hopeful beginning! well done.
Thanks so much for your lovely comment. Deeply appreciate it
such a pleasure to read……
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“staring through the mist laden windowsill
for you to arrive” These two closing lines are painful but beauty seeps in your poems.
Thanks so much Megha. Much appreciate your words
Most welcome
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When a poetry creates a painting it’s something like this❤️
that is such a sweet thing to say. Thank you. ❤️
Most welcome 😊
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