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Feeling goosebumps deep in my novice heart, Gettin

Feeling goosebumps deep in my novice heart,
Getting the inspiring vibes of positivity and hope, 
Thinking of being with you at every moment,
Despite knowing of ever- declining slope.
Praying to Lord Shiva for your well-being and success,
Missing you all the time and whenever I get time in night
Then sitting on the bank of Naga Pond and watching you 
In the replica of moon which is calm, beautiful and bright.
 I hope of getting my soul immersed in the air of love so that I could be nearer to her, feel her and take care of her though I know she is far more capable than me. The distance is very less yet we are so far, only never to meet again. 😪

While writing this, I fondly remember Thomas Carew's poem True Love.
But people of all genders give preference to opposite of what Carew thought.

Naga Pond is a lake in my college where I go every night in thought of feeling her and the beauty of moon. The emotional attachment has grown over the years though I hardly met her in years. 

Welcome to the day 27 of #YoSimWriMo or the YourQuote Simile Writing Month i.e. September.
Feeling goosebumps deep in my novice heart,
Getting the inspiring vibes of positivity and hope, 
Thinking of being with you at every moment,
Despite knowing of ever- declining slope.
Praying to Lord Shiva for your well-being and success,
Missing you all the time and whenever I get time in night
Then sitting on the bank of Naga Pond and watching you 
In the replica of moon which is calm, beautiful and bright.
 I hope of getting my soul immersed in the air of love so that I could be nearer to her, feel her and take care of her though I know she is far more capable than me. The distance is very less yet we are so far, only never to meet again. 😪

While writing this, I fondly remember Thomas Carew's poem True Love.
But people of all genders give preference to opposite of what Carew thought.

Naga Pond is a lake in my college where I go every night in thought of feeling her and the beauty of moon. The emotional attachment has grown over the years though I hardly met her in years. 

Welcome to the day 27 of #YoSimWriMo or the YourQuote Simile Writing Month i.e. September.