In those poems,
My sufferings were like
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Who never have dreamt, Nor have flied high Off their birth place Since they riveted to their Winged dreams Thanks for shared 20+++++
ince they riveted to their Winged dreams In the hour before the dawn Under a Sun on a chariot Nice. Great poem,10+++
Since they riveted to their Winged dreams In the hour before the dawn Under a Sun on a chariot Drawn with the single most horse Widowed on the day of wedding. 10+++ for it.
My sufferings were like The balls of fire In the hands of the innocent insects Infested with dark desires- lovely menageries, great poem. Thanks for sharing a lovely poem. 10++++
Since they riveted to their Winged dreams In the hour before the dawn Lovely, great thinking by the poet. 10++ for it.
Motherhood, Under thy Shadows, My father and People Next door, LINK PLEASE
very nice except for the flied part and couldn't find other poems you suggested poet ji Motherhood, Under thy Shadows, My father and People Next door, please send link or post it to me as sms also do read my latest call to PH for erroneous marking we will never reach oldies 500 they got 10 we r given 5 JUST THINK NOT MANY DO
Winged dreams In the hour before the dawn Lovely, great thinking by the poet. 10++ for it.