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Tuesday, July 25, 2006

Daily Death

Bedspread like black waves,
awaits the kill tonight;

Pillows like puce slabs,
readies its arms to smash;

And night lamp like dark moon,
smirks with sadistic eyes.

In those waves, with haste, I plunge;
Against those slabs, I crash;

and beneath that moon, I fall
To die again, to live!
Pradeep Dhavakumar
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COMMENTS
Ershad Mazumder 04 September 2008
Yes Pradeep, thanks for really a good poetic expression. I liked it.
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Neha Kaushik 25 July 2006
hey beautifully expressed, its lovely work.
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