While I kept waiting,
her ruby lips kissed someone.
Happiness: not mine.
Note:
I feel a freedom from the need of writing anymore when I read this first ever Haiku I wrote in May this year. A super summary of my youth.
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While I kept waiting,
her ruby lips kissed someone.
Happiness: not mine.
Note:
I feel a freedom from the need of writing anymore when I read this first ever Haiku I wrote in May this year. A super summary of my youth.
I love Haiku!
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Brief & touching
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Thank you izza ð May I know the meaning of your name ?
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It’s Arabic and means “to respect” âš
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Lovely. So with respect, I would like to express that your eyes have added a beautiful mystery to your picture. ð
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Hahha I am flattered ð
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Nice Read..ð
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Thanks a lot ð
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So sad… awww..
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I was waiting for your response. Thanks ð
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ð Feel free to tell me when you write your new pieces. ð
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I have shared one called, ‘Man of success.’ Do read when you can.
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It was beautiful!!
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Oh.. this was sad and touching
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Thanks Prajakta ð May be someday I will get the desired kiss or may be never.
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Sense of betrayal
Felt from poem above
Beautifully penned ð
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Thank you for reading ð
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You are welcome ð
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Love this – there’s a true art to using so few words to express so much.
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thank you ð
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Explains a lot of deceit
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thanks for reading Meloheart ð
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You’re welcome
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I hope your grown-up life is less tragic.
Great writing.
Heila
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Hello Heila. Thank you for visiting. I hope so. Happy New Year to you:)
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Thank you. ð
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