Sparkling stars, but your eyes shine brighter.
Beautiful roses, but your smile made me flatter.
Cold winds, but your touch got me frozen.
Bottles of wine, but your lips left me drunken.—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.
DRUNKEN
Sparkling stars, but your eyes shine brighter.
Beautiful roses, but your smile made me flatter.
Cold winds, but your touch got me frozen.
Bottles of wine, but your lips left me drunken.—Laxmi Bhargavi Golla