Saturday, November 26, 2016

Siesta Comments

Rating: 5.0

I often get lost in me,
Cremate myself underneath
Thick bed sheet where you
Leave trace of your blood knowingly;
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Anil Kumar Panda
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Akham Nilabirdhwaja Singh 27 November 2016

The sense felt while still she is near me.A realistic description of the nature of mind.

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R Soos 27 November 2016

This is crisp, and precise. I enjoy reading this, and truly love this portion: You turn sides slowly dragging away my dream with waves of your dark hair!

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