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Rafique Farooqi
(11/15/2009 8:45:00 AM) |
when hundred moons wiggled on my palms
and billion of stars carol to my eyes
Sleep walked with the thin clouds
Touched me, caressed softly my mind
From the nights I made him wait till dawn,
I took him for granted and he lost his patience
He escaped from the night’s wing
i love sleep, if it comes like this....a beautiful poem for readers
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Mr. Chandrashekar
(11/9/2009 1:11:00 AM) |
very romantic verse indeed.......................
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Meggie Gultiano
(11/8/2009 2:36:00 AM) |
My bed
is empty without sleep
Cold nights are broken, silence forsaken my world
Without my first love……….. sleep
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I just love this.I passionately love to sleep..Ha ha..If only I will get paid to sleep, what
a wonderful world i might have..He he..
Love this, ganda..
Hugs and love♥ ♥ ♥
Meggie
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Tsira Gogeshvili
(11/7/2009 12:03:00 PM) |
sleep was my first love'
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Catrina, it forces beautiful memoirs...10...
best wishes,
Tsira
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Brishti Mazumdar
(11/7/2009 11:17:00 AM) |
Sleep walked with the thin clouds
Touched me, caressed softly my mind
So nicely written! ....I loved the way of expression...10+
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Sandra Martyres
(11/7/2009 11:10:00 AM) |
A beautiful piece Catrina..your imagery is perfect...10++
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Fay Slimm
(11/7/2009 10:27:00 AM) |
Sleep - a tease of a lover at times though eh Catrina? - - beautiful imagery you chose with care here......10 and more from Fay
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Carol Gall
(11/7/2009 9:47:00 AM) |
sleep is fantastic cheryl really very good 10
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