Concoction Of Love

Concoction Of Love short poem

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In touch with my inner feelings,
The emotions of loving and being loved,
Spanning from admiration to adulation,
Reflecting all diversity of love,
With a silent glance,
Eyes speaking volumes.

A gentle whispering kiss,
I flap my wings to soar,
Feeling elated and enamoured,
Deep in my heart and soul.
For having made me whole,
My loving life companion.

An unfeigned love and passion,
Where trust and belief lasts,
Words have no end,
For making me complete,
Though I cease to be one,
As the crab creeps into me.

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Arun M Sivakrishna

Thats indeed a good one. Its always the loved ones who make us complete..


Good one…

Saurin Desai

Though I cease to be one,
As the crab creeps into me.

those two lines just changed the trajectory… wonderful

ammu sachariah

‘ Trust and belief lasts’ true . Well written . I loved it.

Laya Sarath

Well thats really a concoction geemmee.. 🙂


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