Love poem: Tanya

                                                 But you left !

You came in my life like that lighting during rain, electrifying but only for the little while.
You came in my heart like it was at riverbed, kept touching me after every now and then.
You came in my mind like wind, that turned to tempest.
But now I know why you exactly left!!

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  1. Dhiman DasFebruary 10, 2019 at 7:56 AM

    Good one

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  2. Shubham AryaFebruary 10, 2019 at 10:28 AM

    Hello Tanya!
    Lucid and clear! Few good associations-- "in my life like lightning during rain", "in my heart like it was at riverbed", and "in my mind like a wind that turned in to tempest"
    Keep it up!
    Cheers!
    Jesus Loves You!

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  3. Ganesh GautamFebruary 10, 2019 at 8:56 PM

    This is really good and of course those associations. Just wonderful.

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  4. Sukh Mehak KaurFebruary 14, 2019 at 3:21 AM

    good!

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  5. preetiFebruary 16, 2019 at 10:06 AM

    Images used in the poem are on point with the theme. However, while reading it I felt the sentences are too long; though I also understand the sync of images in the lines.

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  6. HoshiFebruary 25, 2019 at 9:12 AM

    the descending order of the lines ,in relation to the magnitude of the images was really interesting.

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