Tuesday, June 24, 2008

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The signal turns red,
My car halts screeching.
My eyes focused on the lamp red,
Unaware of his gaze, hopeful but leaching.
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Aparna Mirajkar
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Rupali Mudholkar 19 January 2017

A very deep thought... touched.. great read

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Rema Prasanna 24 June 2008

I share your feelings and pain......I see them too in our signals.. What more can we do for such a kid, allow him to beg forever or reform.. can we all do something more...... We see them more often in traffic signals, for them no choice but forced into it a few genuine faces we see among them Aparna a well conceived thougtht, heart felt...and I can understand that. I give you 10+ for this

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Kesav Easwaran 24 June 2008

this gives me pain...you should have responded equally quick to the green signal of your mind also, aparna...thanx for your sincere sharing...good piece

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Bharat B. Trivedi 24 June 2008

Aparna, A 'soul searching' poem, indeed. Simplicity and Honesty have embellished your work... A good read -

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