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Silver

Silver

Tousled it playfully after dipping them in the full moon,
Ran your fingers through having caressed a blank paper,

See, how much silver has been shining in my hair since.

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I kind of like the gray strands in my hair and there're quite a lot of them for my age.

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Lorna

Hi Sambit,
I remember asking my neighbor as a child if shed been painting....only to get a horrified reaction of no...its my grey hair....If i'd mentioned moonbeams i'm sure it would have gone down much more pleasantly.
Brilliant
Lorna
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Sambit Kumar Pradhan

Shukriya so much Lorna, for this lovely, personal and anecdotal review of my simple humble words. I have always liked gray in anyone's hair. I feel it looks dignified. And calling it silver does come across as much more pleasant for most. I have quite a bit of silver strands in my hair. (I wear my hair long, tied back in a little bun at the nape.) I might look much older than my 34, but I still really like it. :)

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Jason Brown

This is an obliquely romantic view of a rather mundane aspect of life; the perfect exemplar of your perspective and style.

Of course it could also be read as a rather passive aggressive attempt to blame your other half for turning you prematurely gray!!

Either way...the writing is enchanting...

J ;)

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Sambit Kumar Pradhan

Hehehe....shukriya so much for the generous and honest review. The poem's expression could be a little naughty or satiric, it still is about how I love the silver in my hair and imagine it to be as a tender gift from her.

As of the oblique- you know, what an incorrigible romantic fool I am! :P

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