(061) Residue Of Life Poem by premji premji
(061) Residue Of Life
Remembrance
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You never stop amazing me Miser! what else to call you! Your title is longer Than the body of poem The pause gaps not included, Tell me where you learnt How to sift among words Let all chaff fly to air Just keep a handful of words You scatter about from heart Like seeds to pigeons bred Which gather about to feed From your hand at break of dawn! Leena
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5/5/2024 1:17:50 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Yes...the ever lasting left over...the filtered essense could be experience perhaps...thanks...nice expression Premji...10