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Kavya ...


iPhone (Cinquain)


iPhone
Intellectual phone
Of sixth generation
Cool Mobile Operating System
Smartphone

Submitted: Monday, June 17, 2013
Edited: Monday, June 17, 2013

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Thanks to Chandra Mam again for this creativity.

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  • Chandra Thiagarajan (7/3/2013 10:59:00 AM)

    Kaavya, dear, your Cinquain is really smart on the iPhone which I enjoyed! Please keep writing. It's a pleasure to receive your thanks but you know I learnt it from Poet Dhal Ravi so thanks to him, Kavya! (Report) Reply

  • Shahzia Batool (6/17/2013 8:33:00 AM)

    we learn things from our seniors, even by their comments on poems we learn the art of poetry, good work and nice acknowledgement! ! ! (Report) Reply

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