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He who tells me I'm a flower 🌸
He called me like a flower
He said the most friendships are
disguised relations for purposes
He taught me that there is at least one friendship beyond the purposes. Just pure and sweet as melodies.
It amazed me how he wasn't
afraid of the world, embracing it's virtues.
he was that lad who told me, dreamy things aren't in my hands. I had no control.
He wrote me like a subtle flower
I treasured those blooming words of him
while he cherished those;
feelings of mine with pleasure.
He who said I was the wind that blew over
the grassy him, in the world of weeds.
I again blushed.
His never ending attractiveness mixed well with
my never normalizing blushing cheeks.
He stroked me with words, like a flower
He said his feelings are serene, thoughts are sacred
he said my face isn't to be seen, soul is to be felt.
I immensely was. I unexpectedly was. At the loss of words! Oh holy dictionary! why did you leave me. I felt the shortage.
he said I spread the rejoice, like a flower
oh! he was born in those yellowish green season.
He came to the world
when the leaves were falling off.
So that's where he got his warmth.
He confessed, I was the sweetest reflection of crazy humans.
He said my name like a flower
Where did this Shakespeare's playboy come from?
Where guys know how to play with feelings,
there he shows how to play with words.
I smiled.. It stretched to ear to ear.
It stretched from sun to Neptune.
I smiled. Reaching to the infinity.
He gently called me a flower.
He said I promised sweetly. Gracias!.
He made a promise to me too.
Just waiting for that day
I'll jump off my couch
when he fulfills the promise he made.
It was awesome.
The feeling was new, the reason was new.
The cheeks were still the same.
He said I was like a flower
He told me to not be sorry to him.
My feelings matter.
He wished me The Pleasant Night Ever.
He said he'd pray,
for exploring a sweet journey with my soul.
I don't believe him. The God.
But I believed him. He who is incredible. And will stay so forever.
He said my soul would convey sweetness and liveliness.
He who doesn't know my name.
Just me, a flower
Nothing to say to you,
you made me lose my dictionary pal.
This could had been short if you didn't use that magic of yours, dear.
I ENVY YOU !!!
#poem #poet #poetry #Dedicated #15yearsExplorer #envious #write #writing #writer #Arihant
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He said the most friendships are
disguised relations for purposes
He taught me that there is at least one friendship beyond the purposes. Just pure and sweet as melodies.
It amazed me how he wasn't
afraid of the world, embracing it's virtues.
he was that lad who told me, dreamy things aren't in my hands. I had no control.
He wrote me like a subtle flower
I treasured those blooming words of him
while he cherished those;
feelings of mine with pleasure.
He who said I was the wind that blew over
the grassy him, in the world of weeds.
I again blushed.
His never ending attractiveness mixed well with
my never normalizing blushing cheeks.
He stroked me with words, like a flower
He said his feelings are serene, thoughts are sacred
he said my face isn't to be seen, soul is to be felt.
I immensely was. I unexpectedly was. At the loss of words! Oh holy dictionary! why did you leave me. I felt the shortage.
he said I spread the rejoice, like a flower
oh! he was born in those yellowish green season.
He came to the world
when the leaves were falling off.
So that's where he got his warmth.
He confessed, I was the sweetest reflection of crazy humans.
He said my name like a flower
Where did this Shakespeare's playboy come from?
Where guys know how to play with feelings,
there he shows how to play with words.
I smiled.. It stretched to ear to ear.
It stretched from sun to Neptune.
I smiled. Reaching to the infinity.
He gently called me a flower.
He said I promised sweetly. Gracias!.
He made a promise to me too.
Just waiting for that day
I'll jump off my couch
when he fulfills the promise he made.
It was awesome.
The feeling was new, the reason was new.
The cheeks were still the same.
He said I was like a flower
He told me to not be sorry to him.
My feelings matter.
He wished me The Pleasant Night Ever.
He said he'd pray,
for exploring a sweet journey with my soul.
I don't believe him. The God.
But I believed him. He who is incredible. And will stay so forever.
He said my soul would convey sweetness and liveliness.
He who doesn't know my name.
Just me, a flower
Nothing to say to you,
you made me lose my dictionary pal.
This could had been short if you didn't use that magic of yours, dear.
I ENVY YOU !!!
#poem #poet #poetry #Dedicated #15yearsExplorer #envious #write #writing #writer #Arihant
© All Rights Reserved
