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Gentle Beings

Dedicated to Cherie Leigh! She will know why ?

Gentle Beings

Gentle unearthly beings
These creatures move
With magical disposition
Their colours shine
Like shimmering glitter
Their glorious mane
Wreaks of immense vibrant colour
Sparkling blues
Pinks and yellows
Dance against the glistening breeze
Their spiral horns
Providing its divine strength
Pure rarity
Living in a sublime fantasy
Of which we cannot find
They are not of this world
Yet our worlds are intertwined

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Greg Etsell

what wonderful poem 
and nice tribute to
Cherie who is wonderful
lady

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Pratibha Savani

Thank you Greg for the support and continuing to read my work.
Yes she is a lovely person.
Px?

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Pratibha Savani

Thank you kindly Terry! I will take that as a huge compliment. Most appreciative that you take the time to read my writes.
Px ?

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Marion

Such a truly beautiful write Pratibha, your image tells of magical unicorns but I take it to mean the light and love which is real and thick around us which we cannot see but can, if we try, perceive with the senses we have forgotten how to use...hugs ?

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Pratibha Savani

Aaaawww thank you Marion for this lovely comment. It really is subject to your views and I love your take on it! On the topic of unicorns I was basically wanting to describe these creatures and show the magic they are....and even though they dont exist in our world...the reality is we have already crossed paths into our fantasy world where they exist and as a result part of our world.
I love the feedback. Great stuff!! Px?

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A Lonely Journey

Pratibha, 
What a beautiful dedication to one of the most beautiful people I have ever met! Thank you for recognizing her beauty, too. 
That is wonderful writing. I loved that. Simply gorgeous. 
You're a wonderful writer, and person! 
And so is Cheerie. (see Cheerie, I'm not the only one who says it). 
Awesome, P. 
Hugs, 
Matthew. 

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Pratibha Savani

Aaw thank you Matthew! So glad you liked it too!
Yes we all love cherie...
and a few others on here too ?
thank you for the ever lovely comments on my writings. 
This site has really helped me define myself as a poetic...which I never even consider before...mainly cos my writings hardly rhymed!!
Have a great day! Until the next poem.....
Px?

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Jill Tait

Awww lovely I adore Unicorns xx❤️??

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Pratibha Savani

Aaaww thank you Jill! I see many do. Thanks for reading and support of my write Px?

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Sarfraz Ahmed

Pratibha I totally love this, words are compelling totally describe the mystical creatures.  Amazing  sentiment. A great write. Love the descriptive. Words! 
 

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Pratibha Savani

Hey Saf. Thanks so much! Remember I read this to you when I just finished it. A completely different write for me to describe something.
Been great to hear your comments! Px?

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Being Me

Pratibha...just gorgeous!  A beautiful dedication x

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Pratibha Savani

Thank you Tina. Really appreciate the visit. Big hugs xxx Px??

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Yiyan Han

Often fantasy and reality are always intertwined in poet/esss's mind.

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Pratibha Savani

Agreed Yiyan. Thank you for taking time to read one of my early ones. Px😁

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