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| Saharanpur, 2016 |
The flowering creepers
Slowly grow wild
while covering the wall
reaching the other end.
Humming birds visit us again
And feed on the nectar.
Roots make a way
through the brick walls
in our sacred hearts
that we call Home.
~~payal~~
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That is beautiful Payal:-) Lovely poem
ReplyDeleteThanks a lot Eli. :)
DeleteGood one. And an apt image to go with the post. :)
ReplyDeleteThanks Shantala. :)
DeleteBeautiful words to go with a beautiful picture!
ReplyDeleteDamyanti
Thanks a lot, Damyanti. :)
DeleteRoots, identity and home coming birds. Love every word and it's so precious. A power visual treat and description:)
ReplyDeleteThanks Vishal! :)
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ReplyDeleteYes! Thank you Amiyoda for your blessings. You know I could feel your hand on my head. :)
DeleteLovely capture and the words compliment it beautifully.
ReplyDeleteThank you Rajlakshmi. :)
DeleteLove that wall, those blooming creepers and the girl. Lovely poem too :)
ReplyDeleteThanks Parul! :)
DeleteLove the sacred heart that is called "home". Brilliant metaphor. Loved it.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Ajay. :)
DeleteVery pretty.
ReplyDeleteThanks Tressa. :)
DeleteBeautifully done. Thank you for this
ReplyDeleteThanks Martin. :)
DeleteLoved your help usage of words. This was a treat to read.
ReplyDeleteThanks Darshana. :)
Deleteoh such a sweet verse :)
ReplyDeleteThank you!:)
DeleteLovely poem! Thanks for linking up :)
ReplyDeleteThanks Sanch. :)
DeleteA lovely poem,beautifully expressed.
ReplyDeleteThank you,Nithya. :)
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