Thursday, May 15, 2008

Pain Eternal Comments

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The mother clutched at her emaciated form,
The baby lay limply in her arm.
Can she blame the world, or, only herself?
Who can bring her baby back to her healthy self?
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Mandira Chattopadhyay
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premji premji 05 November 2008

mandiraji, enjoyed your poem with pain

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anurag duggal 12 June 2008

Very nice poem beautiful.....

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premji premji 29 May 2008

Very nice poem with sharp edges piercing the soul...

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V F 15 May 2008

Such a touching poem this is.. So beautifully you have put it across

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Kee Thampi 15 May 2008

She makes the real love of a promise ''My child, her inner being weep'' Can I ever make you walk, Praying to God does help sometimes, Worry and anxiety, though gnaws at her minds. Who or will you creep? Then she walks to life Who will care when she goes? So she wants to live a long,

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