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Evening walks

I just thought poetry is a better pill to forget ‘birthing’ pains my period is causing. Ouch. The image is not mine. I just googled it. (Yeah, google is a verb now.) So this one goes to my bestfriend who made every possible thing to be romantic. *Winks*

We love to walk on evenings

When shadows fall on trees

When flowers go a prayin’

By bending on their knees.

When skies lit up we see

Our future fast unfold

And love is home to you and me

At the end of every road.

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May 7, 2010 - Posted by | Poetry | , , ,

2 Comments »

  1. Short, but powerful. I like it!

    Comment by James | May 9, 2010 | Reply

  2. Thank you James!!

    Comment by staringoutthewindow | May 9, 2010 | Reply


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