Beloved

Beloved of the writers,
Glitters of happiness,
Favourite spots of love
Reflect genuine desires.

Have gone through the dark
Nothing else scares them,
They speculate the journey
And capture beauties in them.

They yearn for the rain
To shed tears of ordeals,
Slowly, they learn to reject
The agonizing glimpses.

The keys to connections,
Windows let others look,
Into those who veil feelings,
Thinking none understands.

Nature’s wonderful gifts,
Await to behold goodwill
Forge positive glimpses,
Filled with compassion.
©️Aditi Anvita (Anvi).

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