Preethishri T P V Poems

Dying candle lightens the place around
rock serves the sapling a ground
- let go selfishness
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The sun waits the whole day to meet the west
the stars for the nightfall without rest
the bud, hoping to bloom someday
the butterfly, to get nectar unknown where it lay
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The jewej of the night sky
spreading light from a place so high
among the pearls scattered around
She is the solemn beauty of the dark ground
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The feeling of real togetherness
nothing else can emulate this happiness
words are too precise to describe
as everything in my heart I inscribe
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