Thursday, May 18, 2006

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Rating: 3.2

As the birds sing they open the mind..
They find me asleep in my dreamful world.
(Whats there you may ask)
Its all there, filled with the possible and inprobable,


Rain Storm
BEAU GOLDEN 22 June 2006

well done. u gripped me from line one and held my interest on every line. why doesn't this piece of art deserve a name?

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Anjana Aravind 24 May 2006

Nice poem.... Keep writing... And I am intrigued by your name ' Rain Storm' Anjana

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