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Colors of love, I've never seen was painted on my heart by her,
lust sublimated,was the primer she preferred as the base to start,
music of love, she conducted, played in the background day and night
caressed me softly, made the colors dry, made it remain there ever
my wounded heart, demanded only love, nothing more from her
but she made it her piece of interest, for her million desires to adore

Her alchemy transformed it to gold, that never would lose it's sheen,
used all her riches excavated, from the valley of her placid mind,
to embellish and make it an invaluable dowry chest for her, ever
the skies cloudless,I was tranquil,her love made me feel elated,
on her, the wave-less lake I perfectly reflected, even at dark nights,

What else would make one dedicate, all mind commands,to her
and all flights of soul to higher echelons were inspired by her,
isn't that state, one knows as bliss, we are bound together by that .
She appears in the morning,
When nocturnal mists subdue,
In her beauty, without warning,
Freshly glinting on the dew.

Darkness falls beside her splendour,
Foulness dwindles from her charms.
Never heard a voice so tender,
Never held such gentle arms.

In her eyes - the chasms tremendous,
In her smile - a sea of flames.
Her complexion is stupendous,
She is known by many names.

Even though she's not enduring -
Lasting only till the dusk -
Her élan is so alluring
That she needn't wear a mask.

When she's gone with forenoon drizzle
I fall not into despair,
For, I know, the gods will chisel
Her afresh from morning air.
Why is it that I write poetry?
Is it because of the self-torture in me?
Tell me, what is it you see when you read?
A light inside,
or a destructive me?
Have I wallowed so long in these allegories?
Or discovered the truth in a depressing sea?
Reveal-NOW
the truth to me?
Be I a gifted poetess,
or a pathetic sheep?
1.Here's a little mind tirck.
2. You have just noitced i have spelled the word "trick" wrong.
3.Now you are looking back to see if I really did.
4.You didn't realize I have also spelled the word "notice" incorrectly.
6.Go back and read line number 5.
7. You just realized that there is not a line of that number.with a laugh on ur
Face u continue
8. You think this is a weird post.

Click that little heart if I tricked you. Follow me for more fun poems  ;)
9.You read everything carefully u dint find any mistake did u
one day
between sheets and tea
i will tell you of the way
i dreamed of you with me

there will be laughs and tears
and potholes and fears
but you will look at me
and i'll just let it all be
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