The ones who see
beauty in the peahen walks
amidst the peacock dance,
calming the daylight charms.
The way through the waters
in a dusky isle,
the floating boat for
a sinking one.
Flower among the vines,
smile amidst dark clouds,
wings for the stronger winds.
That one charming eyelid,
the painting-crocheting hands,
making smiles in the woods—
are the ones with the heavy hearts!
✍️Rwrites
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Rwrites (Pseudonym) (
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One can only see the heights of joy measured by the depths of hell. A poem full of poetic wisdom and it is knowledge that causes pain. Through a poet's sensitivity he suffers. A most poetic write and a fave
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That is a very poetic way of delivered valid wisdom, enjoyed the read
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