One day slips into the next,
and rolls from in-between.
And stars, they pass
from East to West,
like waves within a dream.
–––
Who can stop her dreaded march,
this maiden rued by all?
Her pace may seem
to vary so,
but “onward” is her call.
© VishalDutia
really nice
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Lovely!!!
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Very very nice:)
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BEAUTIFUL <3
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Awesome poem! The theme reminds me of Shakespeare’s 60th sonnet.
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The imagery this poem inspires is quite amazing. Simple, short and powerful. Thank you for posting this.
Glad you liked it mam.. thank you
Awesome 😁
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lovely words 🙂
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you write very well!
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Thank you. Yaa sure will go through your blog buddy