Ranked highest
No. 1 in poetryclub
No. 1 in Snapshots
No. 6 in Writing
No.19 in wattpad poetry
17.6.18
•~Expression and words combined with Snapshots of little chattels creates Rhythm and Rhyme~•
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Fresh brewed coffee, Blured window panes Oh, how we love our morning beginning with rays of the early smiles and wakeful strong aroma keeping us at our feet with rush hours of weekdays, leaving without goodbyes and sleepless goodnights, consigned to oblivion hurricanes of work. But, we forget the simplicities of the times we stopped for bloomed lilies, wishing dandelions as weekends for picnics and sunsets depths far away falls of gushing water. The light of the eveing and orange skies decends the curtain of the night our last meal with the candle light.
PC: Thankyou Pinky for sharing and capturing this picture💫 pbibliophile
