I haven’t met you
I haven’t seen you
But often I feel a home in you …
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#roksanatales
Where the glacier meets the sky, the land ceases to be earthly, and the earth becomes one with the heavens; no sorrows live there anymore, and therefore joy is not necessary; beauty alone reigns there, beyond all demands”-
Halldór Laxness
A Postcard from Kashmir
I wish
I were a bird!
So that I could
Fly to you
Just right now …
#roksanatales
In the stillness of the lake
As I keep still,
I sense you
I sense a feeling of warmth
Flowing inside me …
I sense a reflection of you
Residing inside me …
So beautiful and mesmerising …
Then
I sense the strength to move along
In various ups and downs of life
With you and you only …
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#roksanatales
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Is a reflection of you
A mirror of a beautiful reflection of me?
Or
A reflection of you
Is nothing but a beautiful reflection of me.
#roksanatales
Soft yellow breeze …
Sweetness surrounds …
Such tenderness …
Yet a melancholy mood …
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#roksanatales
If you’re silent,
I know in silence you say more …
If I’m silent, then it’s not that
I don’t want to know about you …
If I’m silent, then it’s not that
I don’t feel what happens to you …
If I’m silent, then it’s not that
I don’t remember you …
If I’m silent, then it’s not that
I don’t care about you …
If I’m silent, then it’s not that
I don’t miss you …
If I’m silent, then it’s not that
I don’t love you …
I miss you
I know you
I care for you
I remember you
I feel for you
I love you
Always …
#roksanatales
Let’s sit here
With a cup of coffee …
And see the beautiful nature
With the blossoming cherry 😊
#roksanatales
Though I know
A name is a name
Is a name is a name …
Just like, “Rose is a rose
Is a rose is a rose” … 😊
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In whatever name we call
At the end
A rose will always be a rose
And you will always be you …
Therefore what’s in a name!
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Yet I’m curious 🧐
“What’s your name?”
“What’s your name?”
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#roksanatales
Roksana Tales 