Doors creaked open to azure skies
Whorls of clouds fading out of the sun
Last seeds of pain dissolve in passing winds
A little bit of hope ….
Doors creaked open to azure skies
Whorls of clouds fading out of the sun
Last seeds of pain dissolve in passing winds
A little bit of hope ….
An Armchair Perfectionist 
A different one from you – maybe because it is a shorter version? Anyway, last line is simply great!
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The rains and the thirst for sunshine have inspired this 🙂 Thank you Alok!
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Aaah. Much needed hope at the moment for me. Beautiful Prajakta ! ♥️
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Stay happy and strong, Zee ❤
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I’m trying. Thanks Prajakta ♥️
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eYes
PyrAmiD
LoVE LiGHT
HiGHeR sKeYes
HoPE DoorS SPReaD
SonG oF LovE NoW
MoRE
DancE
SPRinGs Free
OPen WiNds SinG
FoRest wHole LiFe Tree
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You captured the spirit perfectly 🙂
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SMiLes.. thanks
For the Lovely
Poem..:)
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A little bit of hope and a fabulous image 🙂
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Thanks a lot 🙂
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The capture, the caption…..absolute perfection!! An absolutely wonderful read. 🙂
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Thanks a lot 🙂
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Adding that little bit of hope is all we need sometimes. 🙂
Well said prajakta.
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Very serene…and comforting. Lovely imagery, Prajakta. 🙂
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It sounds like the pain is flowing away with the wind. Beautiful message, Prajakta 🙂
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Eye soothing capture and beautiful poetry.
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And hope is what one needs in desperate times to get through everything.
A beautiful picture….refreshing
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Nature’s so good at that! Beautiful!
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A tad bit of expectation and a marvelous picture..
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This is lovely!
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