Saturday, September 15, 2012

The Last Bath Comments

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I lie naked amidst a crowd
Small, but weeping with hands wet
Crows flew, and faltered aloud
Echoed at my statue with no sweat.
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cherassery damodaran binish
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Full Moon 19 September 2012

intense emotion wrapped in simple words. LIKE

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Eindaray Kyaw 18 September 2012

Really wonderful poem with amazing idea to compose about a statue...I appreciate this! !

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