Friday, November 6, 2015

Dust Comments

Rating: 5.0

I sift through sealed windows or any tight-shut door,
I spread myself and proliferate on furniture and floor.
I'm the bane of fussy housewives who wipe me fast away
But I soon sneak back, all determined to stay.
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Mel. Samuel
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Chinedu Dike 30 November 2015

Beautiful train of thought, lovely kind gesture to a devoted house keeper, in sincere appreciation for her diligence. A well articulated piece of poetry nicely penned in good rhyme scheme from the heart. Thanks for sharing Mel. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.

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Kumarmani Mahakul 06 November 2015

Sleeping down like silent snow is very interesting with imagery you have shared here. Spreading thought and emotion of self is nice in sharing...10

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