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Haiku : Agile

agile and remorse   
the flow of twinge within
tears refuse to cease 


Heartbeats goes agile
adrenalin rush of wild
when I think of you

Written For 

September Heights - Day07 - P#166 - Agile

Comments

  1. The 2nd haiku is ohh so romantic ... loved it :-)

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  2. I can understand the thought of my heartbeat going agile. That is certainly what it feels like at times.

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  3. Little One..♥

    adrenalin rush...? Hmmm liked it

    Someone is Special

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    1. Special One ♥

      Glad you liked. Here I mentioned about two contrasting emotions and I hope to bring the same for each of the Haiku I participate for! :)
      Thanks Buddy! :)

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  4. When I'm in my blues and very moody, that second haiku I can relate to in terms of chocolate ;)

    P.S: What have you done to my dearo's blog? It looks so... plain :P

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    1. Hahah..relating the second one with choco!
      Cute, I say :D

      Ready to makeover :)

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    1. Love does not hurt always but it does!
      The so called Complex Love~

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  6. I loved the second bit more. Very impressive work Simran :)

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    1. After so long you visited! Where were you Saru? Was missing you...
      Glad to make you enchant by my verses and Haiku :) :)
      Thank you so much buddy!!

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  7. yeah, I am in the league too.
    Absolutely loved the second part of the haiku,Also the contradicting elements you presented here! :):)

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    1. Hmm...so many likes for the second one! Glad you noticed the contradiction I tried to reflect :)


      Thanks :)

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