Unaware affair
Gardener fell for his rose
Stars twinkling with sun close
Pigeon to parrot propose
Instead of river, stones flow
Beauty of the queen of snow
Your glimpse makes me glow
Even those thorns that pains
Is now gentle like drops of rain
Why do I think of you again?
Being more addictive than a cocaine
A fantasy so factually exist
Everytime with a new twist
Sometimes soo far that kissed
Or soo close still missed
Yet the most attractive winter mist
God knows when will this story exist.
- Prachi
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Feelstora
Poetry✿Feelstora means a piece of writing that heavily influences the author's emotional state at the time of writing✿ ☆Feelstora is a book of unforgotten feelings, unvoiced verses and unspoken words penned down to poetry☆ SO ARE YOU READY TO FEEL THE ST...
