A Tussel Poem by Anil Kumar Panda

A Tussel



I touch the thorns
To feel the pricks
I live with dreams
To witness many tricks

All my dreams are
Unreal and insipid
You refuse to come
And they start to bleed

Monday, October 31, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: hurt,love and dreams,pain
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Edward Kofi Louis 31 October 2016

Love and pain! Facing the odds. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Anil Kumar Panda 01 November 2016

Thanks. Love and pain two sides of the same coin.

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Nosheen Irfan 31 October 2016

A beautifully written piece. A lovely depiction of pains n hurts caused by love.

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Anil Kumar Panda 01 November 2016

Yeah, it is real. Thanks for reading and comment.

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