Come, thrust your hands in the warm earth
And feel her strength through all your veins;
Breathe her full odors, taste her mouth,
Which laughs away imagined pains;
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A morbid truth- - alas, poor Yorick and farewell. Dang, this was not a day to give me one more depressing thought.
Touch her life's womb, yet know This substance makes your grave also....A wonderful poem that tells us the eternal relationship between life and nature. Chandan
And, yet, by flowers and earth I swear You're neat and pure and sweet and fair... strange but subime........ love accepts....tony
The soil 'This substance makes your grave also' A wonderful poem from one of the great war poets.
wow excellent word of GOODBYE- Touch her life's womb... This substance makes your grave spellbound over all
Some sweetness is felt as we bury the dead. Not for their departure but the essence that has been life.
Nice philosophical presentation on earth and life. Thanks. I quote: And feel her strength through all your veins; Breathe her full odors, taste her mouth,
And, yet, by flowers and earth I swear You're neat and pure and sweet and fair.............................. Yes, love has its own way of accepting. Nice write. Pranab k chakraborty
Beautiful poem having euphonious write. Congratultion to his soul for the pem of the day.
A nice way to say that and the poem is written with divine touch. And, yet, by flowers and earth I swear You're neat and pure and sweet and fair.
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