Saturday, January 14, 2012

A Gift To Me Comments

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A filth that's wreaking havoc, no ablution can make clean.
Voices that stir echoes, a reason, left unseen.

Corruption of pureness, sickening of a mind
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Wahab Abdul 14 January 2012

this is a very nice poem indeed...i like the poem...i enjoyed it too...keep growing.....please read mine few

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