[This is to all the blogger friends who are in love and who are happily married. Please let me know your thoughts after reading this.]
The dawn is like your kiss at morn–soft and solace
The breeze is like your breath–bated and serene
The silence is like your eye–deep and pacific
The morn that follows is like you–
After you left me, alone in bed–
Blue, pensive, maroon…
For Her
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Author: Sangbad
A published poet. Avid Reader. Favorite authors (few) are Satyajit Ray, Saradindu Bandyopadhyay, Bankim Ch. Chatterjee, Jhumpa Lahiri, O. Henry, Gabriel Garcia Marquez, etc. Music lovers. Love to hear Rabrinda Sangeet, Anjan Dutt, Enrique Iglesias, Mozart & Beethoven (though can't say which is who's symphony). Dislike to get clicked. Love to be self (introvert).
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A delightful poem, Sangbad.
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Thank you Robbie…
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That really was very heart-warming as well as saddening towards the end. Well put together
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This is what a guy feel I think at morning…thank you for the comment
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You’re welcome 🙂
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Beautiful expressions!
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a smiley…
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It used to felt in initial days of married life but now its like…ok thank you for giving me some moments of privacy with myself 😃
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😆 nothing to say…
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Great sentiments conveyed in your verse 🙂
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Thanks Ritu Ma’am…
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