Clump of stars gaze down,
two radiant moons, poised clash.
Rivals revelling.
two radiant moons, poised clash.
Rivals revelling.
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Such a cool haiku! Thanks for joining the Thankful Thursday Blog Hop!
ReplyDeleteThank you for providing such a lovely platform.
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Lovely :)
ReplyDeleteHonored to hear this.
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Nice poem and image.
ReplyDeleteThank you. The image is courtesy YourQuote.in.
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Lovely.
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wasn't the moon lovely this month!
ReplyDeleteYess.. And more so on 17th.we have a festival to honor moon that usually falls this month and I wrote in reference to this festival itself.
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