JJ (05 dec 1980 / cochin, kerala state, india)


Dragoons, I tell you the white hydrangeas turn rust and go soon.
Already mid September a line of brown runs over them.
One sunset after another tracks the faces, the petals.
Waiting, they look over the fence for what way they go.

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Nice, real words u have used in ur poem its good keep it up keep writing such poems
hey... nice one....u've really expressed it in a beautiful way!
Tender loving poetic words - also very honest words - and in the end acceptance of the ultimate inability of words to truly capture love. Very good work Jibin.
Nice poem..keep writing
Beauty in expression, so true emotions you be happy, Your love is free of conditions Ammu
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