I Am In Love With That …

I Am In Love With That ... short poem

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I am in love with that pain
That forces me to write
The flower that keeps butterflies happy
The water that is met by a traveler in a desert

I am in love with that ray of Sun
That falls on a river
And shines even more
The already shining water

I am in love with that
Pigeon that comes
Every morning on my window
To wake me up
And makes me realize the newer hopes, newer feelings

I am in love with that everything
That is my poem!

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What I know about myself is that I am in love with my life. Coming to writing poems,its like an unending journey for me,which allows me to search the unsearched,find the unfound and write the unwritten.I am looking to get in touch with u all through this wonderful site.And yes,I have one published book too,''WO CHALTI JA RAHI HAI''.Apart from this,even the thought of travelling entrances me.
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