While I kept waiting,
her ruby lips kissed someone.
Happiness: not mine.
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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.
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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Nice Read..๐
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So sad… awww..
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Oh.. this was sad and touching
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Thanks Prajakta ๐ 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 ๐
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You are welcome ๐
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Love this – there’s a true art to using so few words to express so much.
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thanks for reading Meloheart ๐
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Thank you. ๐
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