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Triplet

By Karun Published 2 years ago • 1 min read

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When you look at my eyes

The Sun cries

And the Rain dries

Ballad love poems vintage nature poetry

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Karun

🌿✨ Karun, a poet weaving emotions into verses, embarked on the journey of words to unearth the beauty of feelings. In the delicate dance of ink and emotion, my poetry delves into the nexus of the human heart and the natural world.✍️

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Esala Gunathilake2 years ago
An awesome matching of nature to human incidents!!

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