Tuesday, September 28, 2010

Irony Comments

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The air grows grim
oscillating between remembrance and forgetfulness
the world crumbles
between fear and hope
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prasanna kumari
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Valsa George 04 November 2012

A very poignant write! 'my nights are days and days are days too the gods being lost between self-imposed infliction and incurable affliction the void sprinkles clouds of rootless enigmas'! What powerful lines! !

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Marieta Maglas 01 October 2012

Interesting and thought provoking write. Enjoyed.

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Sunil Babu 04 September 2012

reaching the opposites unknowingly is the irony of existence...you mean death? the void sprinkles clouds of rootless enigmas..the line..i like coffin and cradle are twin brothers

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