Life is difficult, no doubt
Problems are surmountable, no doubt
The mind just breaks, no doubt
The heart just shatters, no doubt.
But then, sometimes
There arises a gentle soul, no doubt
There is humor in selfless depths, no doubt
Making living fun and joy, no doubt
Bringing laughter and teasing, no doubt
It so started
No doubt with a tag and award
No doubt with being a virtual stranger
No doubt about seldom meeting
No doubt about nearly parting
But then there was
A stubbornness born of queens, no doubt
An openness born of sky, no doubt
A beauty born of heart, no doubt
A will stronger than all, no doubt
And she lived
By her own terms, no doubt
By her own wishes, no doubt
By her own loyalty, no doubt
By her own fire, no doubt
Who else could it be
Nicole, the bookworm, always
Nicole, the soulful beauty, always
Nicole, the connoisseur, always
Nicole, the alchemist, always.
And to me
She will always be my The One
She will always be my True Love
She will always be my Big Strength
She will always be my DEVILESS!!!
β dedicated to Nicole, my DEVILESS, an early birthday present.
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Wow, aren’t you a talented poet? That’s just beautiful, Shalini. π
Hey Leslie, sometimes I can write, when emotions strike….
Other days, I am totally blank
Thank you so much for your kind words
Okay, now that I’m done work I’m going to have an official tear up. π’π’ This is the sweetest thing!! πππ Love you too, my partner in crime!! πππ
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Beautiful poetry and priceless Birthday present. And the most lovely expression ever βDevilessβ.
Haha thank you Kurian, she is there when I need her
Good. Congratulations
Awwww. You guys are too sweet.
Awesome ending. LOL
I’m sure Nicole will love it!
Thank you so much cozy babe, she better love it, or else…
Exactly ππ
Ha ha!! I know that those are threats of love! ππππ
Always β€οΈπβ€οΈπππ ya ya I am to go to sleep…
Sleep well, doll face!! πππ
I hope you day was good. Worried about your that work thingy with mean bossy…
Oh, today was the worst… No, sorry. FRIDAY will be the worst. Today was just absolutely horrible.
It, go to sleep, I’ll tell you about it tomorrow as I’M OFF!! YAYA!!!
I LOVE IT!!! ππππππ
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… Now I just want to start a heart stand off… We’ll keep sending them back and forth until someone gives up. πππππππππππ
Huhhh it’s 3 30 am… β€οΈπβ€οΈπβ€οΈπβ€οΈππ
GO TO SLEEP!! ππππ
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Reblogged this on The BookWorm Drinketh and commented:
I had to reblog this poem from my interweb wife, and partner in crime Shalini. This beautiful poem has me blushing and tearing up every time I read it!! πππ Love you Doll Face! ππ»
Haha, made the bookworm blush, that’s great!!!
Splendid
Thank you. Sometimes I can write…
Alright… They are highly interesting
Thank you once again. Sometimes rarely I say interesting stuff
You’re welcome. I see
No doubt you are a great poetess too. Your blurb needs an update! Michael
Hahaha me???? Thank you so much. I can write only rarely when I feel the emotions…
But your emotions are phantastic. Love em! π Michael
You write pretty well, no doubt π
Aaahhh thank you so much… Some days I can write
That’s awesome! The beauty and cadence of poetry flowing from the heart is a treat to read.
Really… Omg omg… I just wrote what I felt… It is a huge compliment these words coming from you. Thank you so much, I am just shocked
I would love to read more of your poetry. The honest expressions make poetry beautiful.
Amitav I can write only when there are too many emotions. I don’t like feelings, most days I like not feeling. But when I do, I have to write. I have written darker ones. It is in the category musings on the blog. I don’t go back to read them as it causes nightmares. You can read them there. But they are not as beautiful as yours is
I agree, writing is intense, there’s a rush of feelings, too many of them at once. It is sometimes difficult pacifying them.
I will surely go and check out your writings in that section.
Thank you…
This is sweet, Shalini! Love β€πβ€
Sometimes I am sweet Jenn… Only sometimes… Hehehe πβ€οΈ thank you so much for reading. I have no idea how I wrote this. I cane as a flow of emotion in the bewitching hour