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Wallpaper Love

I am sure
Your face would have begun
To share tales of times passed by.
A couple of those smile lines
That now give you company
Were originally planted with love
Possibly by I

I have captured you in 22 pictures
Each frozen in time
Each forever mine.

Someday
Should you wish to see yourself
Through my eyes
I will share with you my wallpapers
In there, you always wear a smile
And there are no lines.



From Life in a Multiverse

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  1. Beautiful and thoughtful lines...but if I m not wrong..I just guess, not sure (Please don't take it as offence), the line Possibly by I, is it correct??

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  2. Thank you for your visit N. Poets take liberties right ? :)

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    1. Yeah! Of course..you are the king of this place..and also in literature this new unconventional uses are well invited...:)

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  3. Each frozen in time....Each forever mine...LOVELY!!!!

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  4. I loved the rhyming, and the beautiful thought behind the words...Pictures can hold time, for sure :)

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  5. @ RH: Thank you for the visit.
    @ SK: I don't even come close to the magic you weave Sadia :) Thank you for your comments.

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