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2015, Goa
 

Standing on the foothills

Of the Western Ghats

As they open the pages of

A dream diary

Their eyes begin to speak

in the monsoon.

 

fallen leaves

 scattered here and there

gave an impact of the storm

that just passed by.

 

 Waterfall

flowed through

the rocky surface
 as they engraved their love

On the stone.
 

An old tree became witness.

Clouds melt

and kiss the earth

as if to applaud

their sizzling chemistry.

I stop, pause, and reflect.

The time stops.
~~payal~~
 
Day 2 #OctPoWriMo 2015
WW#101

28 comments:

  1. Truly beautiful. When it's real love, it deserves to be remembered by the entire Cosmos! :-)

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  2. Oh nature says a lot more than we realize.

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  3. Lovely poem, it captures the timeless beauty of true love.

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  4. Lovely poem entwined with nature's beauty!

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  5. Nicely done. Very romantic.

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  6. I can picture this, especially:
    "An old tree became witness."

    It makes me think about ALL the things she might have witnessed over the years...the stories in her bark.

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  7. "Clouds melt
    and kiss the earth..."
    LOVE that metaphor. The whole poem is beautiful.

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  8. Love the verse about the waterfall. Wow! Great poem, Payal!!

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  9. Scattered beauty here and there like Golden autumn leaves......

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  10. Wonderful!

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  11. Beautiful haiku. Although sometimes i don't like those engraving of love, but here you portrayed it beautifully :)

    Pleasure to have you on board, Payal

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