When I see roses around bodies
Cold air passes with a camphor scent
Decades back on a late afternoon,
One sight purged my thoughts of miseries
Moments are curated already
Count them all happily
You never match them with others
You never lose them to others
Awaken is you
Happiness is you
Tears and worries are you.
Excellent keep moving
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Very beautiful. Nice poetry.
Beautiful as you are.. !!
നല്ല വരികൾ.. For me many curated moments are lost already…
Superb snaps
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It’s owsome I’m very like it …
Beautiful