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November Morn

Writer and a poet. Most poems were lyrical. A dedicated writer with published ebooks on a social media platform.

November Morn

Four o'clock last November morn;
Feeling dismal while I'm lone;
Remembering your hilarious face;
of heterogenous feelings we'd felt.

I heard somebody knocking on my door;
And thoughts suddenly forbear;
I saw the messenger discharge;
A twelve roses with several foliage.

Those sweet humane kisses;
That's hard to obstracize;
Feels like I'm in the palace;
With those royal bloods.

You're so quixotic;
You're really unique;
Feels like I'm uptight;
Please stay behind.

You called me on the phone;
You said everything's over;
Show me your rendition;
Sad to hear your farewell.

November morn's so dreary;
Your adieu was a big query;
Tell me what's my fallacy;
Hope everything's just a fantasy.

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