I know it’s called a fall
But is love really supposed
To last for just a season?
I know it’s called a fall
But is love really supposed
To last for just a season?
I tell story of a village in India
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Daydreaming and then, maybe, writing a poem about it. And that's my life.
Stories that began in the heart of the South African lowveld.
Poet and Artist ✫ Jay Mora-Shihadeh
"To be loved and love at the highest count, means to lose all the things I can't live without. Let it be known that I will choose to lose, it's a sacrifice, but I can't live a lie" -Adele-
Creativity meeting intrinsic memories
Lovely thought!
Thanks so much!
If it only lasted a season, be the all splendid Autumn.
Haha, yes. Be positive!
Wow…. you’re so good at the short but powerful poems. I’ve fallen for this one.
Thank you. You’re too kind!
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Oh! My! Awesome 👏
Thanks 🙂
Welcome 😊
Short and powerful. Great economy of words here.
Thank you for leaving some words!
That’s very clever. 🙂
Thanks.
Wow! Profound!!
Oh, thank you so much!
That’s an intriguing question. For some I believe it may seem that way.
Thanks for sharing your thoughts and leaving some words!