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Shall I call this love in parts Or shall I term i

Shall I call this love in parts 
Or shall I term it as introvercy sickness?
You are not even able to hold my dirts
abundance of which gifted me briefness

You are as white as dove
Not even with a prick on your wings
To awake over other's dark you love
when your slumber's tune "adieu" sings

But you love me as a whole, you think
Unaware of the intense waves clashing
collapsing all the sand castles in a wink
Fruitless efforts you're making for void, fulfilling

You maybe a selenophile, but I'm like the moon whose one side
Always loves to hide

  My first #sonnet here. 

And so this is how complete my 6 months here.

#tdd_sonnets
#tdd_poem
Shall I call this love in parts 
Or shall I term it as introvercy sickness?
You are not even able to hold my dirts
abundance of which gifted me briefness

You are as white as dove
Not even with a prick on your wings
To awake over other's dark you love
when your slumber's tune "adieu" sings

But you love me as a whole, you think
Unaware of the intense waves clashing
collapsing all the sand castles in a wink
Fruitless efforts you're making for void, fulfilling

You maybe a selenophile, but I'm like the moon whose one side
Always loves to hide

  My first #sonnet here. 

And so this is how complete my 6 months here.

#tdd_sonnets
#tdd_poem