A collaboration of forty-two on interconnecting thoughts, emotions, and journeys! Enjoy!
๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐. ๐ฒ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ข๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐...
Back from holiday :P
My first poem in ages, still working out the kinks, but thank you for reading. <3
A poem adressing nature's lack of credit in love poetry since the Romantic movement. Written in modified Cavatinas.
I must've been blind or dumb- | a message in the end.
Hand in hand, heart to heart, soul to soul, taking on the world and bringing it to its knees.
Thanks for reading. I cannot believe I've reached the 18th edition of this series.... You guys might be bored. I'm sorry!
So surprise revealed guys!! Happy Independence day in advance..ok? XD
let me know in the comments how it is..
My paternal grandmother was Jharna Devi She was a good singer!
Raising awareness |
Please take care of our planet for it is our home.
By: Ioana Moldovan
When shadows follow and silhouettes surround. When rain drops fall, drip and bound.
Women aren't an object..
Respect her..she'll respect you for life in return!!
A collaboration of forty-two on interconnecting thoughts, emotions, and journeys! Enjoy!
๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐. ๐ฒ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ข๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐...
Back from holiday :P
My first poem in ages, still working out the kinks, but thank you for reading. <3
A poem adressing nature's lack of credit in love poetry since the Romantic movement. Written in modified Cavatinas.
I must've been blind or dumb- | a message in the end.
Hand in hand, heart to heart, soul to soul, taking on the world and bringing it to its knees.
Thanks for reading. I cannot believe I've reached the 18th edition of this series.... You guys might be bored. I'm sorry!
So surprise revealed guys!! Happy Independence day in advance..ok? XD
let me know in the comments how it is..
My paternal grandmother was Jharna Devi She was a good singer!
Raising awareness |
Please take care of our planet for it is our home.
By: Ioana Moldovan
When shadows follow and silhouettes surround. When rain drops fall, drip and bound.
Women aren't an object..
Respect her..she'll respect you for life in return!!