Bosomed with glory
Soul walked with wet feet
On the sky of eternity
Shedding the leaves of melancholy
Devoid from longings
Leaving behind the footprints of Memories
Enchanted, in its own aura
Away Away
To that Journey
Which has no end
But
Always a beginning
Nirvana.
spiritual one..
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i have written a poem..will you take a look..suggestions are welcomed..
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Thanks for appreciation 🙂 Sure, I would like to read that, please share your link!
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you can go directly..click on my name..
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https://shinigstars.wordpress.com/2015/07/28/a-poem-do-you-really-exist/
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