Monday, March 26, 2012

Noble Father Comments

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When the cotton flowers bloom,
O noble father,
Bring that season back for me,
O noble father.
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Dr Antony Theodore 09 June 2019

Around its neck was the string of separation. On its face were boils of sorrow, Its eyes looked like the water of ruined wells. It had been a song, that when sung, Released the scent of musk. very good poem. tony

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Shiv Kumar Batalvi

Shiv Kumar Batalvi

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