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Dancing merely along,  my hair blowing in the warmth of the sun,  through the ever green meadow as the softness of grass tickle my bare toes .
This burning bliss of freedom caressing my body like the silken feathers of a swan. Dancing along no worries to hold me down. Closing my eyes , my senses aroused by the sweet scent of  luscious Jasmine in the air.  Nature has it's way of healing our souls, wind blowing the worries from my head, followed by the rain to wash them away, The sunshine comes to dry the rain as the moon awaits another day .
Fresh air works wonders to open your mind
Until her scars
are ingrained
on the texture
of your skin,
Until her pain
flows through
the cracks of
your bones,
do not tell me
you love her.
do not tell me
she is your home.
 Apr 2018 Praggya Joshi
Neeraj
My tears have a story to speak
This love is at the peak
Her pious soul describes her beauty
That celestial smile makes her fruity
The one who defines as my Goddess
Her opulent love is her prowess
My mma is an embodiment of fragrance
Moon shines before her presence
I Neeraj can't see my mother
Her love can't be replaced by other
My mma's hug has immense affection
Before her love, others come to cessation
Mma you remember this little child
Even in my faults you always were mild
Mma I am scared to be alone
Inside the blanket, whole night I moan
Mma feel so hungry of your love
Am your baby, you are my belove
This is the story of my dear
She is my only Teddy bear
She is the properiter of our heart
How to describe through my art
I am not a poet to say these lines
your mushy smiles make it more closer to mine
Love your mother
 Mar 2018 Praggya Joshi
jer
Do you want food
Or do you want hipbones,
slim thighs, a flat stomach?

Do you want lunch
Or do you want to be
Better than her?

Do you want dinner
Or do you want every guy
To pay you attention?

Do you want breakfast
Or do you want to wear
A bikini this summer?

Make a choice
Do you want to be pretty
Or ugly?

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