I close my eyes as I lay down in her lap,
The fragrance of her sweet perfume quells my nightmares,
She slowly sings me songs her Mother taught her,
And her mother before her,
Songs that leads me to places calm,
Beaches where water clear as the sky caresses,
Mountains too, the morning where wakes up with the fog,
Sometimes she would move her hands through my hair,
Just like the wind through a grassland dry,
Cold, moist, soft,
As I descend into sleep, she sometimes would bend down over my head,
Plant a kiss on my lips,
Little did she know, they brought me showers,
Of something that my words fail to convert,
I would sometimes kiss her back,
But mostly not,
For that kiss pure as the first rainfall,
Hugged me like the first of November,
As summer slowly transforms to winter,
And apples fall from the orchards,
I sometimes listen to her heartbeats,
And wonder if she could hear mine,
Just like a songbox they play jazz to me,
I close my eyes everytime,
Her skin warms up my fists,
And I hold on to her,
As she pulls me close,
My seasons begin and end,
With her and always her….
Awesome post 🤩
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Thank you Sakshi. 😇
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🥰🥰
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Very beautiful❤
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Thank you Diana. 😇
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Very beautiful!❤ Whose the inspiration behind it, Harsh?😜🤔🤔
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Hahahaha. Bas main aur meri tanhai. Aksar batein karti hain. 😝
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Tanhai se romance kar rahe ab aap!😂😂 Itne bore ho chuke aap?🤪
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Arey you cannot imagine. 😝. Yeh bhi bdi mushkil se likh paya. Ab dheere dheere sari imagination bhi khatm ho rhi. 😝
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Haha! I can feel you. Writing ke liye ideas hi nahi aa rahe! But aapki imagination to mashallah! Ek din aap apni amazon girlfriend ko bhi letter likh denge!😂😂
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Hahahaha. Shukriya ji. 😇. Han accha yad dilaya Amazon ki sale bhi aa rhi. 😝😝
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Haha! Ek sale to gyi na! Usme kuch nahi khareeda aapne?😂😂
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Hahaha. Not much. Kuch garden ki lights. 😅😅. Ap btao. How are you?
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I am good! What about you?
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Good morning Nawaz. I am good too. 😇 thank you for asking. 😇
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Beautiful ❤️
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Thank you Astha. 😇
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Perfect. Perfect. Just perfect!!
“For that kiss pure as the first rainfall,
Hugged me like the first of November”
Lovelyyyyyy 😇
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Wow Prerna. Thank you so much for this comment. I am really glad that you liked this one. Means a lot. 😇
Hope you are well. 😇
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Beautifully penned!
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Thank you Era. 😇
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You’re most welcome ☺
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😇
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Magnificent one, well done bro 👏👍🏻👍🏻👍🏻👍🏻
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Thank you behena. 😇😇❤️
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This was beautiful!!
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Thank you so much. 😇
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Such a pure, loyal, pious relationship it displays 😍..
Level of imagination beyond the words😊.
I like the view as well… And nov.. Just close to my❤️
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Thank you Aushi. I am glad that you did like this one. Bas aa hi gya November toh. 😇
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Such a beautiful poem Kumar. I love this line “She slowly sings me songs her Mother taught her,
And her mother before her,
Songs that leads me to places calm,” It reminds me of pure love passed down from generation to generation from a mother that is the hub of the family. So lyrical and love the woven seasons that was so heartwarming to read. ❤️ Cindy
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Indeed Cindy. A mother carries with her so much more than we rarely notice. I am glad that you did like this one. I wanted to add the seasons because winter are dear to me. Thank you for reading dear Cindy. 😇
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It doesn’t show I responded here so just making sure…You are so right about that. A beautiful capture of seasons and love. You’re so welcome xo
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😇😇
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❤️❤️❤️
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It is so true. It was a lovely addition. I much prefer summer but with all the fires, I’m ready for winter this year!!!! You are most welcome. It’s always my pleasure. ❤️🤗
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😇😇😬
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Beautiful words❤️. I love to read it.
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Thank you Olivia. 😇
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Lovelyyy ❤
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Thank you Akshita. 😇
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Your most welcome harsh😁
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Beautiful! Love provides a soothing solace that nothing else in the World can provide. You captured the emotions so well, Harsh. ✨
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Indeed it warms the places in our hearts that we could never reach. 😇
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Beautiful, serene, warm…no stress in this relationship! That is as it should be. Lovely poem, Harsh!
All the best! Cheryl
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Thank you so much Cheryl for visiting. 😇. I am glad that you liked this. 😇
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Amazing read! It’s good to connect with you and thank you for following my blog.
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Then pleasure is Mutual Eugi. 😇😇
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