Indigo Bloom

​A dream of empty skies and no one watching

The skies are deep and azure

Having more than what they offer

I learn things I didn’t question

What I’ve become and what I’ll be

Knowing things that were a myth

These skies are showering something not rational

The intuition gets real 

Indigo bloom is taking over

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      1. Thank you☺
        I only write poems when I feel like there is something inside my head which I want to keep for long and so I just put it out, this way I can have my thoughts preserved. And this makes me love writing them

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  1. Hi Abhishek, it’s wonderful to bump into you in the blogosphere. I am yet to check out your works but I found this poem and the painting accompanying it fascinating. Is that your painting by the way? you are truly gifted if it is 🙂 And the words spill out beautifully. Looking forward to reading more of your works. Cheers.

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  2. You have a beautiful pen . I have been reading you for nearly one hour, loving every word of your very deep and profound poetry, peeping at hidden emotions between the lines. Fascinating.
    I thank you for the follow and for reading my poetry. You may find my poems and stories girlish compared to yours , but there’s something about writing that is common to all who hold the pen and this something is Love.

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    1. I feel privileged to get such beautiful response to what I write. And ma’am, it is really a pleasure to get so much praise, really means a lot.
      And I’m just an amateur just like most of the other people here, what I do is nowhere near perfect and I try to learn from my fellow bloggers like you and this is the love we share. Believe me, I found a great level of calmness and ease in your and that doesn’t count as girlish. You write so well that even I read your poems more than once. We should share this love more☺

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      1. Thank you Abhishek ! I am an amateur writer too and I am still learning to write, dividing my time between my family , my professional career and my passion.
        Keep on writing. I hope to see you in print one day.
        Much love

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  4. ” I learn things I didn’t question

    What I’ve become and what I’ll be ”

    ” i have gotten what i didn’t ask for

    you might want to know what they are ”

    ” The Treasure, that should be Treasured most

    is that of our Words….”

    ” Which can change..”

    ” this post can change ”

    ” yours have made a change in my life ”

    ” and i have read your words differently ”

    i have learn things i didn’t question
    what i have become and what i’ll be

    thanks for sharing…. i have understood this poem in my own way and it really inspired me… thanks and stay blessed

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  5. I enjoyed the colours you evoked in this poem. Thanks for sharing. I have a poetry blog here on WordPress and today’s poem is about a double rainbow in case you have time to look? Colourful greetings, Sam 🙂

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