You flew,
without sound
with the wisp of the cloud,
in the crisp morning air,
against the blue skies,
forgetting all the whys
of yesterday.
Skies
forgottenmeadows
thoughts from my mind to yours
forgottenmeadows
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March 23, 2022 at 1:16 pm
Sounds like an unexpected leaving.
March 25, 2022 at 7:06 am
Thank you so much!
March 25, 2022 at 9:34 am
You are very welcome, Neha!
March 23, 2022 at 2:31 pm
Gorgeous
March 25, 2022 at 7:05 am
Thank you my friend, good to see you here!
March 23, 2022 at 4:39 pm
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March 24, 2022 at 4:23 am
Your poetry is sould touching Neha
March 24, 2022 at 1:42 pm
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March 26, 2022 at 10:06 am
Lovely 💕
March 26, 2022 at 10:38 am
Thank you!
May 1, 2022 at 6:10 am
Great view.
August 10, 2022 at 3:55 pm
Thank you!