mary das


touchy the kind of feelings
keep haunting my sleeps
my brain keeps thinking
my mind keeps wondering
when is the ending.

Poem Submitted: Monday, October 30, 2006
Poem Edited: Saturday, October 30, 2010

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  • Rajaram RamachandranRajaram Ramachandran (10/31/2006 4:59:00 AM)

    An idle man's brain is the devil's workshop-is a proverb. One should keep oneself busy always and should not allow the brain to wander or brood. .

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