Sometimes a blessing, sometimes a curse
Sometimes a hell, sometimes a paradise
She is caressing me in multitude ways
Sometimes a friend, sometimes a foe
Sometimes a dungeon, sometimes a fowl
She is always with me as a confidant
Sometimes being a fathomless abyss
Sometimes being a brook of elixir
Her game is going on and on…
Sometimes she is an enigma even to herself
Sometimes she is a poetry of a magical world
She always embraces me with her magnificent limbs
She is a mirage
She is an oasis
She is a prose
She is a verse
Love her or hate her; she is my beloved.
~Maneesha Murali
Haripad, India
Beautifully interpreted solitudian melody…..❤️???
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SuperB…:)
Very well articulated!!