yamini peethambaran

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A Mourn - Poem by yamini peethambaran

Lovelorn stood she
Lovelace he stood beside
Twines of parvenu blinded her
pastiche her cycle rolled
perdition was vital.

Expurgate her thoughts- she commanded
Nay responded diddle the lad-
The last sign of his, she was howling.
Incessant flow of blood;
Unblemished lad retreated.

She gasped with untenable claims
Gestures of bloodties were unscrupulous,
Am I a villein? she was vindictive
Was it the loss or gain she's mourning
A virago unseen nay in the world before.

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  • (6/13/2007 5:19:00 AM)

    You got such great vocabulary! Wow! I could not even make out hat many words meant. Did you do your English literature in CUSAT? (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 26, 2007

Poem Edited: Tuesday, January 4, 2011

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