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She, the Enchanteress…
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English Poetry |
It’s when I hear your voice
I let the chimes sing lullaby
It’s when I count your gentle breathe
I sway with the surging trees
It’s when I see your flawless smile
I witness the beauty of the time
It’s when your eyes shy
I feel the warmth chirping inside…
The dale where your magic spell
Is where my longing heart solemnly dwells
chamatkarpoorn rachna, badhaaee.
@s.n.singh, thank you so much ..:) 🙂
A very beautiful poem of an elegant kind
delighting to read, very pleasing to mind
Hearty commends
@Vishvnand, thank you so much for the beautiful comment..:) 🙂
‘Enchantress’ seems more correct.
Kusum
@Kusum Gokarn, thank you for the correction 🙂 🙂