What is my sorrow?
To have a desire, to fly,
with misfit of butterflies.
As I am not wrong
I prolong my steps
as I fall down from the skies.
Before time begun
to walk down my space,
I would linger over my grace.
Have I not shared
my soul? To as I hide my face.
Eye to eye I stand,
to as I whisper… to my disgrace.
“To love or to be loved?”
Of these questions I surrender
my spells; ‘to dust I will return.’
Heaven and earth, take me home
to a place I belong under willows glace.
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Great write. Thanks for sharing
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Thank you so much, Shaynan ☺️❤️ truly appreciate your time to read my work 🙏🏽🙏🏽
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My pleasure. Have a great day 😊
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You too ☺️
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Beautiful 💛
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Thank you so much, Shreya ❤️☺️ truly appreciate it!!
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Awww wow this is beautiful jj… These words are pouring beauty. Gracefully written, such an amazing poem. Feeling each line, really lovely piece 😊🌹
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Aww, Thank you so much, Amirah!! ☺️☺️❤️❤️ Truly appreciate it!! Glad you loved it!!
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Lovely work.
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Thank you so much, LaDonna ☺️☺️❤️❤️
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Amazing lines Jojo👏🏻❤️
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Thank you so much, Soni ☺️❤️🙏🏽
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Wonderfully expressed…
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Thank you so much, Singh 🙏🏽☺️❤️
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This. This right here ❤
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❤️❤️🙏🏽🙏🏽
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” Heaven and earth, take me home
to a place I belong under willows glace.”
Oh God! Yes take me home where I truly belong. Your words, I’m gonna cry now. Why do you write so good!?
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❤️❤️ Truly appreciate your support and loving words 🙏🏽🙏🏽
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