Treasure Island

Neela Nath


We Need


Sometimes
innocence
is blessing.
Blessed are
those who
live very
near to Nature!
Being in second
heaven, we are
hung between
Paradiso
and Inferno.
We need to stay
here for
rectification!

Submitted: Saturday, September 21, 2013
Edited: Monday, September 23, 2013

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  • Tiku . (9/22/2013 11:18:00 AM)

    Its true.The closer you live to nature the more blessed you are.liked it. (Report) Reply

  • Neela Nath (9/22/2013 12:14:00 AM)

    Thanks a lot for your kind comment and good wishes.No, this poem is not my contest poem.My Contest Poem is- - - -My Dream, My Pet.Thank you. (Report) Reply

  • Aftab Alam Khursheed (9/21/2013 10:44:00 PM)

    between the two heaven and hell we are here on earth the pain of Adam's negligency Adam pushed from Eden so we are here for rectification yet Satan is available with us Nice poem for contest I wish you must win (Report) Reply

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