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Bhavika Sangare

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Bhavika Sangare

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I'm not a poet/poetess

I simply concoct words

From the midst of my soul

And scribble them into lines & rhymes

That mimic poetry


I wonder how stunning poetry would look like

Should I adorned it with the finest string

Of metaphors tied with glossy ribbons of Happiness?

Should it be written in all tales of wonderful?

Should they pictures all about the charm of joy and the agony of sorrow?


But then I'm not a poetess/poet

I randomly concoct words

From the depth of my heart

And blend them into stories

Portraying the beauty of life

The way I see it in my eyes


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