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The first sight, a beautiful encounter. You could express your deep longings to see those eyes smile.
Keep it up. Keep writing.
YOUR, POETRY, BORING, IT IS NOT - I WAS WITH YOUR EVERY WORD, ENJOYING THEM AS THEY WERE BITS OF FRESH AIR - ROBERT BURNS, PORTLAND, OREGON, USA
Thanks Lissa. I would surely love to read your poems too
Your poem is excellent. very insightful and profound.
It starts with Mondays, And ends with the Fridays, Mondays come at brisk rate, The Fridays come with delays.At times the week pass like months, Sometimes the months pass in a week, At times it’s hard to kill time, Sometimes the time kills you.