My Profound Thoughts

Simple yet subtle.. Profoundly silly yet thought-provoking.. Sums up life..

Tulips: A poem of perfect love.

Through the well-adorned tulip fields, we walked,

Holding one another tight, with fingers interlocked.

I embraced the joy of falling in love once again,

Joy overflowing my heart, beyond what it could contain.

The cool breeze that lingered and the sun itself,

Showing off an occasional presence, like a naughty elf.

I supposed, the flowers, like me had their own mind,

That lived a classy and elegant life, one of its kind.

I saw a feather up in the air, going lighter as it wends,

Or was it my soul? I blinked, doubted for a few seconds.

I knew my mind was somewhere, wandering around,

Happily seeking its way out, not wanting to be found.

Oh, tulips, my words are scarce before your charm,

In the way, you made my heart mellow and warm.

No wonder they say you symbolise the perfect love,

And no doubt to me, you are well beyond and above.

Much love ❤️

~ Chinchu Gibu

👌 just awesome ❤️
Beautiful 😍
Wow 😮
I am lost!!
Am at a loss of words 🤭
My perfect love ❤️

2 responses to “Tulips: A poem of perfect love.”

  1. For sure your writing inspires many. Good one!

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Am humbled by your kind words. Thank you. 🤗


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About Me

I am Chinchu Kuriakose aka Chinchu Gibu. I am a writer/ blogger with a vision of spreading positivity and good cheer to the world and a Clinical Research Nurse by profession, working in Cancer Research. The creative side of me adores nature, humanity, romance and emotions; while the professional side of me works on research protocols and evidence-based practice. When a feeling, a moment, a thought or a memory touches my heart, it flows as words. I do it with passion; I do it with love. Yes, it is my profound thoughts that I would like to think a bit louder, so I could share a piece of it with the outer world.


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