She sojourns on the starlit dunes
Indulged in her own crescent thoughts
Of riding the fluorescent moon
In the teal green skies
Silver stallions of thoughts
Run through her mind
Waltzing to the celestial serenade
Of her moonlit sorrows
Which glisten in her eyes
Puddles of which
Reflect the softest moonlight
(Yes, Richard. Your post inspired this one.)
Peregrinating The Isle Of Life 
That’s a great first line, Soumya. Really topnotch 🙂
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Thank you, Richard. More than pleased. 🙂
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I love this, just beautiful. ❤️
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Thank you, Jennifer. Glad. 🙂
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This is so soft and sweet… All the descriptions 🙂
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Thank you so much, Hiba. 🙂
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I don’t think I’ve told you this before but your poetry is amazing…all of it.
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Thank you, Matt. I’m grateful for your kind words. 🙂
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I just love it Soumya!
And Merry Christmas 🙂
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Thank you so much, Dileep!
Merry Christmas to you, too! 🙂
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Beautiful Verse Soumya.
Merry Christmas…
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Thank you, Adhi.
Merry Christmas to you, too! 🙂
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I was awe struck whilst reading these lines, I couldn’t help but, to scroll down to read more. Brilliantly written. I am glad to have stumbled upon this poem. I would greatly appreciate it if you could have a look at my page, for it is always a pleasure to hear the views of somebody of your calibre and command of language.
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Thank you for your kind words, Kaushik. I’m grateful for them.
Sure, I’d love to do so. Wish you a Merry Christmas! 🙂
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Wish you the same. 🙂
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