Dew drops
- LECTURAS 231
- Votos 90
- Partes 12
Poetry collection. Twelve poems represents twelve months of an year. From Jan drops to December drops ... you can see the seasonal changes , everything is in drops . If you look into the poem as a nature lover, you can see all seasonal changes, festivals, etc. But if you ask does it have mature content, definitely it have. It is unavoidable and inevitable in these poems. Because in another angle , it is a love story of a couple. Proposal, marriage, honey moon, unexpected pregnancy, pregnancy test, morning sickness, miscarriage, depression, again a good news. A cycle of months. Everything happens to months simultaneously happens to the couple too. I wrapped the mature content in wise way. You can unwrap it with your own imagination.
Nothing in the poems are personally related. Those are my imaginations only.
Wattpad India Awards 2021 contestant.
Cover page Photography by myself .
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