Her giggles are the cutest,
her voice so sweet
as she smiles in a melody
while she laughs as a song.
Black eyes with flecks of gold
and hair darker than a starless night.
An angel she is to me
staying deeper than my own soul.
—Laxmi Bhargavi Golla
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SEASHELLS [short poems]
PoetryIf the Beach is what represents my Life, then I would name the ocean as my Feelings and the seashells as my Poems.
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