Musings Of Some Bengali Chick
August 31, 2015 § 3 Comments
In the dead of night
you are a gentle whisper,
and my saving grace.
Tagged: haiku, poet, poetry
These lovely, simple words resonate with me.
My poem on this subject was more wordy, but perhaps less eloquent.
Thank you, i’m glad you enjoyed the poem. I just read your sonnet and wow! I have never managed to get a sonnet quite right so colour me impressed!
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Thank you! I’ve written a few sonnets. They’re not the easiest thing…
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