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Nature's first green is gold, Her hardest hue to hold. Her early leaf's a flower; But only so an hour. ©Omu Sutar #GreenLeaves poetry in english love poetry for her love poetry in english

Nature's first green is gold, Her hardest hue to hold. Her early leaf's a flower; But only so an hour. ©Omu Sutar #GreenLeaves poetry in english love poetry for her love poetry in english

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Most Peaceful place ©Murali poetry in english Extraterrestrial life love poetry in english

Most Peaceful place ©Murali poetry in english Extraterrestrial life love poetry in english

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"True love is not about perfection, it is hidden in flaws and accepting each other's imperfections with grace." ©Likhitha Narla #Heart love poetry in english poetry in english poetry lovers poetry

"True love is not about perfection, it is hidden in flaws and accepting each other's imperfections with grace." ©Likhitha Narla #Heart love poetry in english poetry in english poetry lovers poetry

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Good Nature ©Murali love poetry in english poetry in english poetry lovers

Good Nature ©Murali love poetry in english poetry in english poetry lovers

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Want to be like a butterfly, flying beneath an open sky, Playing with flowers, messing with insects, clearly my rivals. I will show off, being beautiful as hell, After all, I have suffered so much in that suffocating shell. Curse or fate, what should I call? About to spread my wings and its already time to fall. Thinking of it, it's not easy to wait for freedom so long, To receive one day's life as my reward. For this life, struggle is the counter to apply, Do I really want to be a butterfly? ©sam butterfly 🦋 #leafbook #poem #Poetry #Beautiful poetry in english poetry lovers poetry poetry quotes love poetry in english

Want to be like a butterfly, flying beneath an open sky, Playing with flowers, messing with insects, clearly my rivals. I will show off, being beautiful as hell, After all, I have suffered so much in that suffocating shell. Curse or fate, what should I call? About to spread my wings and its already time to fall. Thinking of it, it's not easy to wait for freedom so long, To receive one day's life as my reward. For this life, struggle is the counter to apply, Do I really want to be a butterfly? ©sam butterfly 🦋 #leafbook #poem #Poetry #Beautiful poetry in english poetry lovers poetry poetry quotes love poetry in english

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Walking on the road, I see many things, Souls in prison, while hopes take wings. Some dreams are guarded deep in the eyes, Some are let go, deemed by wisdom wise. People laugh, cry, rejoice, and regret, While some are alone, their hearts upset. Doors are shut, fearing the world outside, While others open, emotions untied. A voice calls for help, hurt by false care, Too many masks, one face to bear. Each one the same, yet chasing their goal, Some seek love, some joy, some freedom of soul. And there I stand, lost in the dearth, My own soul whispers, "What is my worth?" ©Tale Keepers Worth? #poem #Poetry #Life poetry poetry in english sad poetry poetry quotes

Walking on the road, I see many things, Souls in prison, while hopes take wings. Some dreams are guarded deep in the eyes, Some are let go, deemed by wisdom wise. People laugh, cry, rejoice, and regret, While some are alone, their hearts upset. Doors are shut, fearing the world outside, While others open, emotions untied. A voice calls for help, hurt by false care, Too many masks, one face to bear. Each one the same, yet chasing their goal, Some seek love, some joy, some freedom of soul. And there I stand, lost in the dearth, My own soul whispers, "What is my worth?" ©Tale Keepers Worth? #poem #Poetry #Life poetry poetry in english sad poetry poetry quotes

Venkatesh Agarwal

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White Garden In my walled garden of many faces Lies a secret oasis Trees bearing shiny fruits Roots entrenched in deep stasis My garden is famed , onlookers are always amazed A place that they dream of Assuming, that heaven is my base Nobody has tasted those fruits And yet many believe Its sweetness can be matched by a few Call it madness or reality of the time we live in If it looks good then it will be good Such is the irrational notion Among people who have no clue! Yes the Garden is leafy , picturesque to say the least I don’t know why the enamour keeps increasing When no one has even had an inside peek Had they seen what's inside , Their perfection seeking eyes Couldn’t have been able to handle Those real muddy trenches Within which these trees reside! Everyone wants perfection, Beauty and brawn It doesn’t matter if the inside is rotten As long as the photographs Are revered among all If only eyes could feed A lot of our efforts would have been saved Reality is often messy, dirty Maybe bland for someone's taste Illusions may last a distance Real things last forever Whether its to bite Or to savour Is hidden in our morals and ways. ©Venkatesh Agarwal #Novembercreator #Poetry #Nojoto #MyPoetry #write #instawriters #poem #LateNight #latest #Trending love poetry in english poetry lovers poe

White Garden In my walled garden of many faces Lies a secret oasis Trees bearing shiny fruits Roots entrenched in deep stasis My garden is famed , onlookers are always amazed A place that they dream of Assuming, that heaven is my base Nobody has tasted those fruits And yet many believe Its sweetness can be matched by a few Call it madness or reality of the time we live in If it looks good then it will be good Such is the irrational notion Among people who have no clue! Yes the Garden is leafy , picturesque to say the least I don’t know why the enamour keeps increasing When no one has even had an inside peek Had they seen what's inside , Their perfection seeking eyes Couldn’t have been able to handle Those real muddy trenches Within which these trees reside! Everyone wants perfection, Beauty and brawn It doesn’t matter if the inside is rotten As long as the photographs Are revered among all If only eyes could feed A lot of our efforts would have been saved Reality is often messy, dirty Maybe bland for someone's taste Illusions may last a distance Real things last forever Whether its to bite Or to savour Is hidden in our morals and ways. ©Venkatesh Agarwal #Novembercreator #Poetry #Nojoto #MyPoetry #write #instawriters #poem #LateNight #latest #Trending love poetry in english poetry lovers poe