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| poetry in the kitchen, Gurgaon,2015 |
In this fleeting
moment
If I don’t speak a
word
Will you understand
my silence?
Listen to the
subtle undertones
of loving energy
that flows
passionately
from the quiet centre
as it silently
create
endless ripples.
Stay centered.
~~payal~~Day 5 of #OctPoWriMo
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Very nice!
ReplyDeleteFantastic! Beautifully expressed, loved your poem.
ReplyDeletesometimes those ripples reach far far away ..
ReplyDeletelovely poem
Bikram's
Lovely :-)
ReplyDeleteSilence speaks volumes!
ReplyDeleteSilence can say a whole lot if someone is listening. Beautiful as always.
ReplyDeleteNice :) Bastet
ReplyDeleteAnother beauty from your pen :)
ReplyDeleteI liked this!
ReplyDeleteWell done Payal:)
ReplyDeleteLovely, indeed!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful.
ReplyDeleteSilent energy made so beautiful and powerful. It heals:)
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