Sunday, December 13, 2009

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Rating: 5.0

A crumpled paper lies in the waste bin
Words fading on to itself.Waits
to be swept away, as the night
fades to make way for the rising sun.
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Nikunj Sharma
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Nivedita Bagchi SPC UK 29 April 2012

I agree wit Hon'ble Poet Indira-ji...waste sometime The Best...good one..tenner..Regards...~ niv PS Please comment on 'Pean' n

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there is a poet in me! 15 December 2009

nice one, , , , really deserves a 10/10

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Indira Renganathan 15 December 2009

Sometimes it so happens that waste in the waste bin can not be simply wasted....nice poem 10/10

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Patrick A. Martin 14 December 2009

You are right Nik it is the struggle that makes the reward so sweet.10 for 10/10

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Anju Addanki 14 December 2009

Ha ha ha a good one 10/10

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Deborah Cromer 14 December 2009

Awesome! Demands, struggles, challenges, all are very hard sometimes. This poem tells of the work and the feeling involved. Nice description of the whole deal. I love the ending too! Debbie

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Miriam Maia Padua 14 December 2009

nice write, Nikunj... smart one...and expressed hard work and its fruit makes me remember my college days...reaching the expectations of teachers..whew! this is a great write...10/10...perfect Lovelots, Maia

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