Feelings
~ it was a thirst,
it was a desire,
to him it was vapour
to her it was being
to them it was crime
to me it was truth~
Under the lampost
It was that cold November night, under the lampost, we watched as the shooting star passed by, you wished for her, and I wished for your wish to come true, because inside me a little ray of hope had begun to grow.
Hi there, another short & sweet one. Btw, can i ask a quick question: one, your poems use the right margin, why?
ReplyDeletealso, is there a typo on your email address? tried sending a mail and it bounced! :-)
Hey there! Thank you for all your support. I usually tend to use the right margin because most of the poems I have seen on blogs or websites use the left margin so why not try something a little different.:)
DeleteThere seems to have been a typo will fix that immediately;)
ok, may be you should also try using the left margins. left or right whichever you feel is right. so kind of total freedom! how's that?
Deletealso, i would love poems that depict the nature and beauty of life around us. in your words they become very colourful and sweet.
I usually write poems on emotions that are in the heart. But if by any chances I write poems on nature I would definitely share 'em.
DeleteBrilliant poem
ReplyDeletem in love with your short poems. You write it so well.Keep it going!
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