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Dialogue Poetry

Published : Saturday, 30 December, 2023 at 12:00 AM  Count : 992



Anindo is walking in Frenzy. Walking by him is touching small bushes and flowers as if he can sense their emotion. As if he can sense their feelings

Anindo: hello little cherry blossom

Cherry blossom: well I will die soon, don hello me.

Anindo: why are you angry?

Cherry blossom: well the bee has stolen my nectar.

Anindo: well thats your purpose in life. You will die anyway.

Cherry: What kind of purpose is this? Isn there more to life?

Anindo: well you can sit behind a girls ear and make her beautiful.

Cherry: I will die sooner then.

Anindo: It will be a beautiful death under her clouds of hair.

Cherry: Is her hair black?

Anindo: yes like death.

Cherry: Will she adore me?

Anindo: she will take your spirit and make you immortal.

Cherry: Take me then.

Anindo: Hold your fragrance, there will be a little itch.







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