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Israh Sadan
South Africa
Tuesday, July 11, 2006
Lost
Bloody Petals
In my palm
I had promised
You no harm.
What a pretty flower
Plucked too soon
Born at dawn and
Dead by noon.
My pretty bud with
a crimson smile
You nearly bloomed
For a while.
These petals I place
on your grave
Little innocent life
I couldn't save.
In my palm
I had promised
You no harm.
What a pretty flower
Plucked too soon
Born at dawn and
Dead by noon.
My pretty bud with
a crimson smile
You nearly bloomed
For a while.
These petals I place
on your grave
Little innocent life
I couldn't save.
Israh Sadan
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COMMENTS
Juliette Lamoureux
01 August 2008
I lost a little angel the day she was born as well, wow, no wonder I can relate to your poetry.
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Aashish Ameya
11 July 2006
flowers are no where, petals r dead, but fragrance which u had from them, is everlasting...
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