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In a state of bewitching trance ,
Into the Merlot vineyards of France pleasentries they did exchange but with a mind to take revenge .
They made a pact ,
and freezed their enemity intact.

Had they known love before ,
Relationships wouldn't be soar.
With all angast swords clinked ,
Deceived by their own ,
Neither hope ,neither love would  ever be known .
Blood shed and hatred was sown,
No one would everlast by keeping grudges of the past .
With all opportunities they could avail ,  
Hate alone is what would prevail .

A mystical voice intervened , and a change of heart it did create, a tornado of love from divine turned a bleak ray of hope and friendship interwined.
Love is what made foes turn to friends and happiness blossom.
Everything suddenly was remarkably awesome .

Now we know from ages ago, the one thing that is always constant is only love in every instance .
Hate gets one into a vicious cycle , pure love is the only solace and miracle .
Why were you born as a human face ?
Carry on the legacy of love in every human race .

© Mrunalini.D.Nimbalkar
This one is inspired after watching the Hollywood movie "FROZEN"... Inspiration leads to creativity I believe...
#fictional characters#fictional poetry#dramaticpoetry# #rhymeverse#
thanks for reading.
15/012/2019..
Your heart is made of rock and so it seems ,
Even when I pester you, your face puts up smiles and light beams .
How do you manage to hold up so much of love ?
Where is the strength coming from to beat negativity?
A rock solid self you deploy,
I Truly need to know how and why ?

© Mrunalini.D.Nimbalkar
08/12/2019
Rethorical verse...just an expression of thoughts that pass by at times...
  Dec 2019 MrunaliniDNimbalkar
sydney
i laugh at the irony
that love broke my heart.
Why try so hard to be loved by all , at all times ?
While we forget the main entity,
We all are the same , made with love .

© Mrunalini.D.Nimbalkar
03.12.2019.....
Rethorical verse.
Non rhyming.
Fact of life.
Truth or dare?
Think tank
Time is a waiver ,
But around you one can always depend ,
Each moment is well spent .
---
An assiduous pere ,
In every aspect and every sphere .
Earnestness so strong and clear,infallibly there to lend a ear.
---
Clearly a Innovative , creative and hardworking mate,
with whom one can relax ,
For we always have each other’s backs .
---
Times of hard work and  laughter to remember,
filled with sedulous and happy moment's to the brink,
We may truly need a shrink.
If these memories freeze in time,
All the days shall seem sublime.
---
True to your duty
As you say ;
"Always remember
Nothing is impossible"
Saying that makes anyone
Unstoppable .
You weave a magical aura creating a team,
Everything falling in place like a beautiful dream.
---
An Epitome of Love and Affection ,
A mirror image of Perfection.
No ones stopping you now,
The hardwork you do deserves a bow .
---
You are a colleague apart .
So Here's Wishing you with all our heart ;
" We hope all your dreams come true ,
for dependable personages like you , in this world are few " .

---
© Mrunalini.D.Nimbalkar
*29/11/2019*
Tried something different.
This is a good wishes poem for friends and colleagues in general who are very hard working and dedicated towards their duties be it a teacher ,doctor ,engineer ,lawyer and with such personnel's around you are brushed off with their influence of dedication towards your work too .I have come across a few such beautiful souls and just to commemorate their very nature I wrote this poem..cheers to every such human being ..thanks for reading!
When love plays it's part , the mind ruses the heart .
Nothing can change , a perfidy game .

© Mrunalini.D.Nimbalkar
New vocabulary words usage.
Perfidy /ruses
#22/11/2019#
From a large tree to a bench ,
In infinite memoirs I wrench.

Gustly winds and heavy rains,
Sunny days and warm smiles
all seen time and again .

The geniel exuberance echoes elegance,
Nothingness is never in vain ,
With typified modesty my poise I retain .

Sharing each happiness sorrow and grief ,
sometimes loneliness in brief,
Peace of mind and quietness then creeps .

Clouds edged with pink and gold ,
through sunrise and sunsets many a stories unfold ,
As many as I befriend , there is a brief encounter and then the end .

I stay my ground ,
Left with a vast emptiness but hope profound ,
I wait for the next company around .

© Mrunalini.D.Nimbalkar
#Personification#
#symbolism#
#Rhyming verse#

Sometimes I feel and imagine that a non living thing like a bench or chair has many a stories to tell ...only if it had a voice !!
The lifeless piece of furniture becomes a treasure chest of memories . Abstract thinking
Thanks for reading !
#16/11/2019#
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