Thursday, August 13, 2015
Blood Comments
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Rains prattle unceasingly
I speak, listen
to sounds, words, silences.
Spaces are infinte
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Khairul Ahsan
01 November 2015
Just read this poem of yours. More often than not, rain is compared with tears. Here, you have seen them as 'wounded splendid drops of blood... '. May be, the imagination of a wounded heart?
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8/3/2025 8:09:21 AM # 1.0.0
fourth line word infinte should read infinite.