Monday, June 17, 2013

The Quagmire Comments

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Let joy of sprouting of sapling withdraw sorrow of wilting of flower
Restitute depth of wound endured with peak of toil greased
Is angst of the benefactor elevated than chagrin of recipient?
Glory of deeds well done to compunction of evil committed
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Shveta Sahal 17 June 2013

Thanks for the encouraging words @ Tiku, Babatunde Aremu and Gajanan Mishra.

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Anil Kumar Panda 17 June 2013

rich with beautiful words this is a nice poem.liked it.

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Babatunde Aremu 17 June 2013

Nice write. Life is ephemeral and cyclical. I agree totally. Well done

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Gajanan Mishra 17 June 2013

circle of ephemeral life, good write, thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.

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