He tries to mould his tongue and his lips
so he can speak his words her way,
so he can speak his own name as she used to.
“Her Words” – Nayana Nair
it rains in my heart
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He tries to mould his tongue and his lips
so he can speak his words her way,
so he can speak his own name as she used to.
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Short, but distinct in what is being conveyed; the sentiment and even imagery are apparent. Great work.
Glad you liked it 🙂
Thank you 🙂 😀
This speaks volumes in such few words !
Absolutely loved this
So glad you liked it 🙂
Thanks a lot 🙂
My pleasure 🙂
He speaks
Not through word
But through touch
To be heard
In your bed
For he seeks
So much
That cannot
Be said
Oh that’s a nice one…☺️
Very nicely done! Very fresh, re.
Thanks a lot yaar 🙂
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