Deb Panda

Freshman - 602 Points (1992 / KEONJHAR, ODISHA, INDIA)

Morning Song Left From Soul - Poem by Deb Panda

Resting like morning song, left from soul-
In sharp thought striking the stone of day
And words are paid off, a passing summer-
When the bolt battles down to ground -glow
Collide, fear and grief in a early rain
With full bloom, smile the nature with sun
Remember; dreaded the gallant stroke of turn
No more to relief and the paradise of men-
Strange; beauty of song is past
Singing with strain; regular lie -
And heard, pure to divine its length-
To cast to death, implore to master’s eye.


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  • (12/25/2011 1:44:00 PM)


    Nice. Like it, great poem. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, December 25, 2011

Poem Edited: Sunday, December 25, 2011


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