Saturday, April 15, 2006

A Truth Beyond Compromise. Comments

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She bears the emblem of the crescent moon upon her chest
Sinking, seeing the warmth of her bosom, I’m in need of a rest.
She speaks to angels who guide her thoughts, she’s seeking
All it is that mortal man hath ever sought,
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David Lacey
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B.m. Biswas 23 September 2016

the truth is compromise.... He cares but can’t reveal Or speak of the way he feels Still his heart doth weep In and out of sleeping. well done.......diction is unique......

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Nibedita Deb 15 April 2006

Good poem, Thank you, N.D.

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