Waiting…

The platform clock struck six. It was nearly two hours since she had been sitting there , on the platform bench with her packed bags by her feet. She tightly clasped the antique pocket watch that rested on her plaid skirt. “where is he?” she thought to herself . Had he forgotten about their talk […]

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Just another rose- a short poem

A green perfect body But oh! don’t you dare touch me! My eternal fragrance So inviting, so pleasing Sweet and scarlet I seem Even the heavenly showers sparkle upon me But oh! Hurt you will be If you dare to touch me! Prepossessing and endearing But oh! think before you hold me for I am […]

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