Saturday, 9 March 2013

AN EPITOME




Like an epitome of love,
she graces the universe,
with her innocent
and divine love.
In the melody of
krishna's flute she is revered, the symbol of an ideal devoted lover.
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5 comments:

  1. Passion9 March 2013 at 06:25

    So sweet :D

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  2. Renard Moreau30 March 2013 at 14:11

    [ Smiles ] Very nice! You seem to have that natural talent for poetry.

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    1. Unknown31 March 2013 at 00:06

      I love the expression,which creates the poetry. The lines which hum in our subconscious mind as our eyes see something new,beautiful,sad or touching,or our ears hear something melodious or true,in the touch when the senses realize the precious one..My words just flow...I noticed you are on WP. shall be visiting you there soon.

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  3. Renard Moreau31 March 2013 at 11:45

    [ Giggles ] Oh, I would appreciate the visit, Soumya.

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    1. Unknown1 April 2013 at 04:19

      and perhaps I would love to discover your world there...

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