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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

6 Comments

  1. s.n.singh says:

    chamatkarpoorn rachna, badhaaee.

  2. Vishvnand says:

    A very beautiful poem of an elegant kind
    delighting to read, very pleasing to mind
    Hearty commends

  3. Kusum Gokarn says:

    ‘Enchantress’ seems more correct.
    Kusum

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