You an invitation strange and rare, ink unknown. It was hanging on my doorbell. Invited in my house forever. The message written with my name inscribed. The address took me to a mysterious place. It a house that mirrors my desire. The garden abounded with large red roses, their vibrant petals in full bloom. Surrounding them, the trees stood tall, their branches seemingly rejoicing in the rustling laughter of the leaves. A silent bell, no one to greet yet an open door inside
Penelope Tiam
@IAmJoydeVie · 0:31
Tara. I enjoyed your reading of an invitation, your reflections, your story. That was so beautiful to see that the invitation was first of all, your visual, your description was absolutely beautiful and drew me in to your story and the invitation into God's home, god's house. A beautiful ending. Thank you so much for sharing that
Tara pushkar
@Tarapushkar · 0:12
Hey. Thank you so much for listening to my poetry. It means a lot when someone appreciates my poetic expression. So thank you so much
Himanshi Thakur
@GreyMatter · 1:03
Hi, Tara. Thank you for posting this. And I really thank Gauri for inviting me to your swell. And how beautifully have you written it so beautiful how you have blew life into all those inanimate objects chairs, branches, trees, and how beautifully you narrated it also. I mean, it's lovely. It's heartwarming, it and it truly melted my stress away a bit. So thank you. Thank you for writing this. Your poetic expression is beautiful, absolutely beautiful