Taste Of The Heavenly Goddess

Taste Of The Heavenly Goddess short poem

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The moment tasted like a paradise,
The moment you were in,
Seventh sky I was on,
The moment of the touch of your skin.

Heavens are beautiful, you are more,
Angels are there, I adore,
You’re their queen, you’re worth,
How come you still are on earth?

You’re holier than holy water,
You touch something, it’s purest now,
Your smile, mightier than evil,
You know not hate, wonder how.

I’m sure as much as I can be,
You’re an unattainable dream to me,
As though you love somebody godly,
So I’ll sit far, far away and see.

Though my love never changed,
Never it will for you,
Dreams can’t be held by one,
Wish you were not one too.

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Himanshu Bageshara

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I survived Intermediate high school. Although nothing more than a student for now, but nothing less than a poet too. Just 18 and carry way too much emotion in my head, well, that's poet-like.
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