Friday, March 21, 2014

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The lonesome house, in the hours so still
There she was, lying against the grill
Tired of an unblinking stare at the inane street
She shut her eyes, sealing all her soul to weep
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Yamini Iyer
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Ritushri Dinger 20 April 2014

Beautifully presented...

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Prasanna Kumari 31 March 2014

you have a way with words...the smooth flow of words carry the feelings along with them for the readers to enjoy...

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