An Image

Rating: 5.0
How many times I opened my mouth
A savage hunger,
An urge to devour;

How much I obsessed for,
The mouth now on the day-old chick
A pattered dropp of rain,
A thorough blame to drain;

And the day here comes
Not with the mouth,
A sweet, desperate vamp
Slowly chuckles the night out,
A deem, fade glow
Sustained all through….
Sunday, June 29, 2008
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COMMENTS
Dr.subhendu Kar 26 March 2009
A savage hunger, An urge to devour; and thats the path of flow within till the array of decadence leading to total redemption, wonderfully wrought by imagery, quite passionate,10+++++, thanks for sharing
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Samanyan Lakshminarayanan 31 December 2008
a lovely short poem.......10
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Min Sia 29 December 2008
Very fine imagery..with the strong feeling of hope.. But what could have done if the mouth just reappear? .. Expressive words..Thanks for sharing! A 10+++!
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Ashraful Musaddeq 28 August 2008
Enjoyed this composition a lot and gave my 10.
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Sarwar Chowdhury 11 August 2008
...well expressed......10+
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Kesav Easwaran 13 July 2008
well..what will happen if this day too gets one dusk old? the mouth will reappear... the urge to devour will creep again in... good imagery...good write 10
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Subbaraman N V 13 July 2008
Sweet and simple with a message!
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