Monday, August 12, 2013
For Whom I Know Not...5 Comments
Rating: ★4.5
Throes of desire
Throws me into ecstatic Helplessness
Tears of
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indira babbellapati
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Tirupathi Chandrupatla
12 August 2013
Tears flow on slopes of life making the way slippery. Beautifully expressed. Thank you.
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12/16/2025 12:43:13 AM # 1.0.0
A beautiful poem. Some clarifications required: Why the throes of desire throw you into ecstatic helplessness? And why is the 'h' of helplessness capital? Tears flowing on the slopes of life is a beautiful idea. And the ardent call in the last stanza is the most beautiful.