Thursday, June 20, 2013

Weathered Brow Comments

Rating: 5.0

Time has slipped by me as grains of sand.
Spill from my trembling out stretched hand.
Fond are the days spent soaking the sun.
Smelling the roses while attempting to run.
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jack green
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Pradip Chattopadhyay 20 June 2013

Crafted so well, time slipping out fast to become memories frozen in frames.10.

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Gajanan Mishra 20 June 2013

searching for something, good poem, thanks, I invite you to read my poems and comment and vote.

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