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Words in silence she wrote with the drops of water to make him read her heart but the shrieking waves splashed over those bubble lived words as the distances between them thrashed over scars of her heart once again!
For How Long?
And she was again lost in her obsessed obscure reverie.

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  1. nice ..it's crisp and to the point. loved it.

    Glad to have found you at ndiblogger. your newest follower and a regular visitor now.
    cheers
    kajal

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    1. Welcome, Kajal! :)
      So happy you liked my post and to have a sweet follower and reader! :)

      Thank you so much,Kajal!

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  2. too good...loved it...simple and beautiful... :)

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  3. lovely, too good, words fall short to praise the feelings you expressed so beautifully:)

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    1. Feelings never relay on words...they are always powerful! :)

      Thanks Sanchi!!

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  4. oh..
    love well who knows what love is .. its different for different people

    i felt sad reading

    althought a beautiful poem simran.

    Bikram's

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    1. Love has different shades of feelings like our lives.. Each one is different !

      Hmmm.. I'll try for a cheerful poem next time to make you smile! :)
      Glad you liked it..
      Thank you so much! :D

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  5. How vivid! ;-)

    Nicely done. Nice photo illustration too.

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  6. Welcome,Musingbymoonlight! :)
    Thank you so much!

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  7. Glad you felt my words...
    Thank you so much,Shona :)

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  8. work of a brilliant mind.
    :)

    Luna

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    1. Thank you so much for showering such great words :)

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