September 1, 2020September 1, 2020 by Sobia Under The Skin A red rose turned brownWithered with time goneThe beauty will fade awayThe deeds will come around So, wise up and stop frettingFor wrinkles and spots you’re gettingAnd beautify the soul withinAs it matters, whatβs under the skin Photo Credit: Thoa Ngo at Unsplash Share this:TwitterFacebookWhatsAppLinkedInPinterestLike Loading... Related
Just wowwwwβ€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈ…. I love every word of this poem and how you wrote itππ» Awesome LikeLiked by 1 person Reply
I wrote a very similar poem like this on my blog…heaven collided us! π this was really good LikeLiked by 1 person Reply
True π·
LikeLiked by 1 person
Indeed
LikeLiked by 1 person
A wonderfully penned poem with a beautiful theme!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you so much for your kind words, as always.
LikeLiked by 1 person
My pleasure!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Just wowwwwβ€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈ….
I love every word of this poem and how you wrote itππ» Awesome
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you so much Naina for such warm comment. You always make my day. πππ
LikeLike
I wrote a very similar poem like this on my blog…heaven collided us! π this was really good
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you so much. I would love to read your poem. I couldn’t find it on your blog.
LikeLike
Beautifully phrased, and with a very positive message. Lovely work!!
LikeLike
Thanks a lot Lia. I m glad you liked it. π
LikeLiked by 1 person
So true! Beautifully woven π
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks much for the appreciation π
LikeLiked by 1 person
Nicely written. Love itπ€.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you so much π
LikeLike
Thank you for painting such a positive image of aging.
LikeLiked by 1 person
I am humbled by such appreciation. Thank you π
LikeLike
Well penned πΌπΌπ₯Ίπ₯Ίπππ
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you dear ππ
LikeLiked by 1 person