You are a songwriter you say,
Leaded pencil in hand for graphite thoughts –
Noting notating circumambulated rhymes,
Dotting auditory pixels in meters.
You write, a verdant song –
Creeping bougainvillea of words
To adorn an idealistic wall –
For a spacious voice,
With room for dimensionality?
Why not sing me your song, songwriter?
The airwaves will not protest to carry your
Chorded pollen and worded feathered pappus.
Or arenโt you yet tired of the distaste:
Of your fruit from othersโ mouth?
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Wow…. The words are woven so beautifully…!! ๐
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Thank you. Such a lovely compliment ๐
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The writing was really beautiful..!! Keep writing..!! ๐
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I will ๐ Thank you for the support Samjoth ๐
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Stay good..!!! ๐
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So lovely!
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Thank you ๐
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Love the roll of words
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Thank you Shailaja. ๐
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Beautiful!
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Thank you! Very kind of you.
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My Pleasure. Stay Peaceful!
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