The Honeymoon

The Honeymoon ballad

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Against the wind
A raging sea
Crashes splashes
Wild and free

The blazing sun
Rays beat down
Casting glares
Absent of sound

A wooden board
Barely afloat
Teeter totters
Upon the waters

A plunging sky
Our alibi
My fair weather friend
Around the bend

Green earth gives way
A brand new day
A calm relief
Of nurturing leafs

Her falling feet
The sand do meet
That fateful day
Oh lover stay

He slips on down
Her chiffon gown
You are my crown
It’s yea or nea!

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The Arts have always inspired me. I began exploring the art of writing poetry at 9 years old. It became one of my passions because it allowed me to express myself and respond to my inner promptings in a positive way. I found that as with any art form there are no right or wrong ways of creating. This is the beauty of art...there are no limitations. The only requirement is that the poet be courageous enough to release his inhibitions and follow his heart and imagination. Along my path in life, I have discovered that writing poetry is , at its most, a truly liberating experience that not only reveals the nature surrounding us, but in reflecting the inner life of mankind.
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ramakrishnan chatakondu

Very stylish…….

Nadeem Qazilbash

Its yea or nea, leaves you wondering, hope it all turned out hunky dory, just as a honeymoon ought to be.

Saurin Desai

love the rat-a-tat-tat