Filter - A Poem

He is a charmer

she cannot ignore

And yet she must filter

and not keep score

She does not respond

not on paper at least

But a word hoarder she is

Not a trashing beast! 

And filter she must,

for work always beckons

And the pen is more crucial

is what she reckons...

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Kiss of Fire - A Poem

A kiss of fire

droplets drizzle

Soaked attire

to soothe & sizzle

An enticing enigma

of sweet ignorance

A magical magma

of aching innocence

Thunder clarion

drips a taste of rain

in untamed reunion

of pleasure & pain

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