Saturday, February 21, 2009

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On the book of my fate
written no love, but hate
why to wail now, asif
when past is gone and
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Asif Baloch
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Gargi Saha 24 February 2009

A wonderful poem..........10++++++ Love & hugs.

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Ben Gieske 23 February 2009

I hope there is a hint of optimis in these words, 'why to wail now, asif when past is gone'. It is difficult to forget a painful past, but moving on and looking forward is the best response. Hope you can do that.

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Maryam Khan 22 February 2009

i loved your poem it's very good and it's the truth because things do happen like that out there in our world

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Bradley Little 22 February 2009

this is a very good poem i love it great job it twas a very touching poem with a lot of emotion very well written keep up the good work Asif Baloch

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Dr Kamran Haider 21 February 2009

tenderness is fake to be loved is lie hopes are floating in the gloom no tears left to cry I think one is most alone when he/she has no tears left to cry. Tears can be a relief from agony of left alone and pain of severance. You said that so simply and coveyed your message brilliantly in this poem what Philosophers and thinkers have not been able to accomplish in theories and books. I liked this one very much. Thanks for sharing. Regards, Kamran

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man.. lost love hurts so much. i know. great write. don not give up i have have!

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