He was like a Marionette ,
holder left him in the drizzle ,
now free like the drop of rain,
But left with the pain,
She finds him on clay,
her hands now working like a play ,
Broke his string ,
Gave power to his wing,
Now he is flying towards the summit,
Please ! smile , like you did it.
#spreadloveΒ
begins now , never ended
This is a an amzing art with words.
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Thank you so much π
I tried my best π β€
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You excelled in it.
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Thank you So much π β€
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My pleasure.
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Well written ππ»π
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Thanks vinitha π βΊβΊβΊβΊ
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Hey Ankit so superbly written. Loved your poem.ππππππ
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Thank you ma’am , this is my first poem ; I just tried ππππ
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Hey dear Ankit good show and a good start, even I am not a profession write what comes from the heart. Have a nice day.
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Spell bound π
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Thank you jai πππ
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Welcome bro π
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