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Conversations: Innocent Thoughts About Love

Come follow me on this journey of innocent thoughts, where you fall in love but still can’t help heartbreaks, where you tie yourself to relationships brimming with grief, loss, and happiness. Conversations at Genesis is a heartfelt collection of poems, quotes, and stories that celebrates the beginning of connection—the genesis of emotions, relationships, and self-discovery. Through tender reflections and honest moments, this book captures the innocence of raw emotions: the joy, the pain, and the quiet strength that define our lives. Inspired by the question, “Will you love me the same way?”, the collection invites readers into a world of vulnerability and courage, where every conversation becomes an opportunity to be seen, understood, and loved. These pieces explore the complexity of human connection: the bittersweet beauty of imperfection, the ache of loss, and the triumph of hope in the face of heartbreak. This is a journey through a world where success is often defined by failure, w...

Winter


Frost Bells At My Doorstep...


Dew drops call me out as they peep through my window.. The trees cherish the classy look as the autumn leaves flutter,
The elves uneasy with the freezing outburst
as the frost fairy winks with a twinkle in her eye..
making them all the more shy.


 Sun dares to fetch some room through my porch,

as a wedding ballroom with glistening silver adorns.
Glassy alter with luscious green carpet,
Frost fairy seems excited about the divine trumpet.
Not realizing the tear drops all over her wedding dress,
 it was the sun if only I could guess.


Mr.Squi goes hither and thither gathering bites,

as he realizes the advent of colder nights..
The winter birds chirp their songs comforting him,
While the bugs march to their hideouts, 
convincing Mr.Squi to engage the warblers .

Just when the ducks fumble their way through a freezing lake..
Mr.Squi mumbles "we got the wedding cake...."


I rush in and put on my smiling coat ,
as the chilly wind tickled me, I sneeze out laughter,
A freezing whisper of winter surged through my ear.
The blessings had begun as a soothing musical breeze,
when he kisses the bride gazing at them as they freeze. 



















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