Once Storm was a little girl
No one loved her
As she bought heavy destruction with her
Wherever she went.
She couldn’t love the man
Who yearned for her touch
How could she have loved him?
When she knew, even with the slightest touch
He won’t survive her curse.
© Pia Majumdar
Amazing thought depicting the power of a girl
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So thoughtful.
Never had a thought before that storm was a girl but now that I see her through your eyes, it feels convincing.
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What an expression! Larger and deeper…
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Lovely write.
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Its really amazing pia👌🏻☺️
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Nicely penned.
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Thank you yar, it’s going in my book of poems 😂😍
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Ohh .. good one, jaldi likho. 😄
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M actually writing one 😊
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