Wednesday, July 18, 2018

Revival Comments

Rating: 5.0

My city limps back to soft caresses of a new dawn
whose bleeding fingers paint the sleepy eastern sky
with hues of agony caused by the lashes of last rain
and birds fan the wounds, as up into the air they fly;
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Bernard F. Asuncion 18 July 2018

Saroj, such a well penned fine poem....10++++

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Saroj K Padhi 18 July 2018

dear respected Bernard F.Asuncion, my love and gratitude.....thanks for your appreciation

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