Red Nose On Spillwords Press

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the day which ceased in your arms
now the nights have turned dark
black numbness appalls this soul
when will you return, a cry strolls

a phone call or a text, I wait
two people living in different states
bounded by the witchcraft of time
when shall we finish our rhyme?

Full poem can be found on spillsword.com

@ Kritika

My first submission got accepted. Excited I was when I received an email of the acceptance of my this piece of writing by Spillwords Press. Thank you all for your continuous support and motivation. You helped me in crafting wings to fly. Please let me know how is it by rating as well as comments on this post.

Thank you Spillwords for publishing.


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Kritika

Impressive about me is my eagerness to try everything. Self Motivation is a fixed gear of my creativity vehicle provoking me to dance to the tune of optimism. Yoga and books are the two transducers of this victim which have helped to be straightforward and open minded. Improvement is the second gear which is under construction and will always be undergoing changes simultaneously achieving different goals. There are other supporting gears with less of speed more of energy. This is KRITIKA 🙂

57 Comments

    1. Hey Ayesha,
      Congratulations for the award. Hope you receive many such awards. 🎈🥳
      Thank you so much for the nomination 😊. I am sorry but would not be participating. Hope you understand. 🙂
      Keep Smiling. Keep Writing. Stay at home. Stay Safe. ❤

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      1. lol that would be a very long post indeed … but in brief I couldn’t get a ticket, left my luggage with someone then couldn’t find them/it so I thought it was stolen. Got on the train anyway and the poor conductor helped me. Then later found my luggage at the other end of the train so all ended well 🙂

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