Promising Posted on March 5, 2024 by Reena Saxena warm promise cocoonedin shades of yellow and rustspring sunsets aglow 24 Seasons Syllabic Poetry Challenge No. 24 Share this: Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window) WhatsApp TweetLike Loading...
Do we really have anything called spring here? Lately, a few cold air blasts did surprise us as were sliding into summer. The beauty of Mumbai lies in its refusal to fit into clearly defined slots. LikeLiked by 2 people Reply
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A gorgeous poem Reena! 🙂 ❤
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Thanks so much!
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Beautiful, Reena ☀️
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Thank you!
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Beautiful, Reena. ❤
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Thank you so much!
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Your poem leaves me feeling warm. Lovely!
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Thank you so much!
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You’re welcome, Reena. 🙂
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Beautiful! Loved it, Reena!
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Thanks, Susi!
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You’re welcome!
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Lovely imagery in your poem, and the photograph is stunning, Reena.
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Thank you so much, Gwen!
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Love “shades of yellow and rust”🌅
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Thank you so much!
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Spring sunsets are lovely ❤️
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Do we really have anything called spring here? Lately, a few cold air blasts did surprise us as were sliding into summer.
The beauty of Mumbai lies in its refusal to fit into clearly defined slots.
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Beautifully written
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Thanks so much!
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