O emotional one,
Won't you talk to me?
Is your lavender heart tired?
Is your brokenness feeling the edges of a soft hue?
O quiet verandah,
Don't you want to dodge this sun's beauty on your skin today?
Did it not tell you that you have quietly become mature in your undertone of faithfulness?
Tell me, my quiet lilac.
Do you feel some sadness in not being able to say what you want to say?
O serenading space of the sky,
Do you feel it's alright if you can't always say what you truly want to say?
Does my grace heart want to understand some sadness? What is it?
The grave heart wants to know.
Do you have some color of the water?
Give it to me.
It soothes me and quenches my thirst.
Is there some sadness that I am yet to understand?
O warm beige,
Give a little cry.
It is okay. Everything will be fine.
A sweet hug to you.
Here is my warm poem to you.
©shivpoetesspriya
Dec 9, 2025
Dec 9, 2025 at 3:39 AM UTC
O emotional one,
Won't you talk to me?
Is your lavender heart tired?
Is your brokenness feeling the edges of a soft hue?
O quiet verandah,
Don't you want to dodge this sun's beauty on your skin today?
Did it not tell you that you have quietly become mature in your undertone of faithfulness?
Tell me, my quiet lilac.
Do you feel some sadness in not being able to say what you want to say?
O serenading space of the sky,
Do you feel it's alright if you can't always say what you truly want to say?
Does my grace heart want to understand some sadness? What is it?
The grave heart wants to know.
Do you have some color of the water?
Give it to me.
It soothes me and quenches my thirst.
Is there some sadness that I am yet to understand?
O warm beige,
Give a little cry.
It is okay. Everything will be fine.
A sweet hug to you.
Here is my warm poem to you.
©shivpoetesspriya
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