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he made woman out of a girl

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i loved a boy
who knew nothing about prose
his tongue got tied
if i called another name for a rose
his words were straight
his thoughts crystal clear
love so pure
and acts sincere
Only a folly
he did that night
held me by my waist
very-very tight
i scurried through my brain
no words came out
but my body was screaming
ever-so-loud
as a poet, you'd say
i should know a perfect rhyme
hell, it was neither the place
nor it was time
i turned into something better
the moment he touched the curves
i became woman from a girl
and poet of a few words
the waves came crashing
like there was a tsunami inside
if he'd left me that moment
i would've died
that night twisting-turning
on my wrinkled bed sheet
i felt different
i felt complete
*image source - here
**posting a light romantic poem after ages

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  1. Alaknanda SinghJune 27, 2017 at 4:41 AM

    All words r so crystal clear path to make a woman from girl..

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  2. Rahul BhatiaJune 27, 2017 at 7:11 AM

    Such a lovely lyrical poetry as rare to read! Great work, Saru!

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  3. Pranju chakrapaniJune 27, 2017 at 9:42 AM

    Innocence ,love and then the maturity all blended well at the end. As usual, a beautiful poem

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  4. UnknownJune 27, 2017 at 10:39 AM

    Tender feelings expressed so beautifully!

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  5. Afshan ShaikJune 27, 2017 at 1:23 PM

    That's beautiful and clear

    You are a magician of words saru :)

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  6. Namrata MahalingamJune 28, 2017 at 4:50 AM

    Wow

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  7. Ila VarmaJune 28, 2017 at 6:06 AM

    SENSUOUS

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  8. Purba chakrabortyJune 28, 2017 at 12:04 PM

    A beautiful poem. Loved reading it :)

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  9. ManiparnaJune 28, 2017 at 3:08 PM

    Beautiful one, Saru...so very feminine.... <3

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  10. Writefully YoursJune 28, 2017 at 4:01 PM

    Beautiful ! So subtle and classy :)

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  11. Alka GurhaJune 28, 2017 at 10:43 PM

    Simple, tender, moving.

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  12. Yogi SaraswatJune 29, 2017 at 4:46 AM

    i turned into something better
    the moment he touched the curves
    i became woman from a girl
    and poet of a few words
    You are really magician of words Saru ji !! Great words , love to read you always

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  13. Neo ImaginationsJune 29, 2017 at 10:07 AM

    Bold and beautiful

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  14. Fire & Safety Engineering course in KeralaJune 30, 2017 at 1:35 AM

    The caption perfectly suits your poem. Lovely one

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  15. RajlakshmiJune 30, 2017 at 4:13 AM

    Uffff ekdum mushy mushy... Absolutely loved it... Your words I tell you ❤❤

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  16. UnknownJune 30, 2017 at 11:24 AM

    Your poem captures the beauty of young romance.Glad I found you!

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  17. Anki BhoyeJuly 1, 2017 at 10:33 AM

    OMG! This was so sensual, very beautifully written. It was the most engaging thing I read today.

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  18. sathishJuly 2, 2017 at 8:56 AM

    emotions are enigmatic until we succumb to it... beautifully put in..
    I second Afshan Shaik

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  19. UnknownJuly 2, 2017 at 11:46 AM

    Mam i can't describe in words what i felt while reading this.... It touched my heart... 😘😘😘😘❤❤❤❤❤❤❤ it is so diffucult to emotions n feelings in the writing but u did it mam... N i m too small to say this.. But it really touched my heart ❤🎻❤

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  20. AnonymousJuly 5, 2017 at 11:54 PM

    Wow ! So wonderfully put !

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  21. UnknownJuly 9, 2017 at 6:46 AM

    Crystal clear ...just awesome

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  22. संजय भास्‍कर July 11, 2017 at 5:34 AM

    beautiful lines Nicely written.. after a long tine enter ur blog but well expressed!

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  23. Deepika vishwakarmaJuly 13, 2017 at 4:54 PM

    U have expressed in such an sensous way,very romantic lines..u can stole a million of hearts with ur poems..this lines are beautifully described ,intimate love❤❤❤

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  24. Vishal BheerooJuly 24, 2017 at 10:52 AM

    The flow of words creates the perfect setting that builds intimacy in a nerve biting manner. Superb. Love the lines, ' i turned into something better
    the moment he touched the curves
    i became woman from a girl.'

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