My Beats Poem by Ami Joshi

My Beats



Tears shimmered in her eyes,
Wet and swirling...

Wet and swirling tears touched her smile.
Smile,
Weaved with his memories,
His memories furled with happiness.

Freedom...

She flew,
Flew with him,
With him into the stars...

In the absence of kith and kin too,

Is beating...
Is beating with his beats.

My Beats
Tuesday, April 11, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: unconditional love
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Jazib Kamalvi 11 April 2017

Love is uncoditional. Thanks

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