I’m not a sinner, but they call it sin
For me it’s, an expression of reverence
It’s just beautiful, to think about a goddess
And wait for some blessings, soulfully kind
It’s not this world, the world of my genre
That’s home for a goddess, it’s up above
Only thing for me menial, is to look up in hope
There’s no guarantee, that a gaze finds Devi
So it’s in resignation, that I approached night
At the stroke of midnight, night’s still young
But eyes are bleary, ready for a nap
White light, blue on, eyes bright, red lips
Don’t sleep you human, I saw your gaze
You’re my favourite, stay with me for a while
Do you get my love, rarest of the rare
I do I do, tonight and forever
Wow! How beautifully expressed!
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Thank you so much Pen
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very sweet 🙂
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Thank you Kate. Always for such support. And I commit mine
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This is beautifully woven
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Thank you Mariana. It comes from the heart
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Beautiful
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Thank you Shoba
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Very nicely penned… 🙂
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Thank you. It comes from the heart
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Wonderful indeed….
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Very kind of you Maniparna. I am new to poetry, but when you start, the heart takes over
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