Kimora gazes at the celestial cascade through the mist of time, Thunder rolls through the nocturnal tempest sky, As the horizon dissolves into the mystery, Of the eighth sea of silver tides Where every wave cries tears of blue pearls
Many thanks,Michael. I have returned after a long time, writing regularly on X,
but I must admit that I admire your dedication to writing βπ» haiku poetry and your passion for photography leaves me mesmerized.
First of all, I am so glad to hear from you again. Looking forward to more of your beautiful poetry. Thank you very much for your support. I am always obliged to you because, your posts inspired me to start writing haikus and for your much appreciated support π.
Beautifully penned Anita.
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Many thanks for reading, Goff.
Have a nice Sunday π
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Beautiful and sublime poem, Anita.
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Many thanks,Michael. I have returned after a long time, writing regularly on X,
but I must admit that I admire your dedication to writing βπ» haiku poetry and your passion for photography leaves me mesmerized.
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First of all, I am so glad to hear from you again. Looking forward to more of your beautiful poetry. Thank you very much for your support. I am always obliged to you because, your posts inspired me to start writing haikus and for your much appreciated support π.
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You are too kind,Michael ππ½
Have a lovely Sunday, my friend ππΊπ
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Same to you π
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Merci,mon trΓ©sor π
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