Monday, August 4, 2014

Paddyfield Comments

Rating: 5.0

To where the red soil road loses itself to the sky
she walks in dusted heels

One after other rising and falling the harvests die
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Pradip Chattopadhyay
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Deepak Kumar Pattanayak 05 August 2014

Hopes are the things with feathers........never to lose under any circumstances so as to reap harvests in any weather..........great piece with great message

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