Poetry 44
Lavender
On the fields of lavender
The late winter moon bloom
Night of blue as the moon is her view....
She is the moon herself
I'm like dreaming and screaming
How the world could not see
How gorgeous she can be....
Running down the valley
The lavender's shine
Just like she found some broken pieces of mine....
Just drowning into the aroma of flowers
Sitting beside her she looking at the moon
And I'm looking at her and i can for hours....
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Moonish Love-[Poetries]
PoetryWriting the tells just like the moon nights some dull and some bright As the poetries written with a pen but words said by the hearts CARRYING ENGLISH AND HINDI POETRIES WITH: LOVE, HATE, SORROW, MOON, LAVENDERS, AND HER
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