daubmir nadir

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Photograph - Poem by daubmir nadir

In the camera obscura
Of my simmering passions
The maggots of pain
Consume my equilibrium
While the acids of greed
Burn holes in my soul.

But you, magnificent loupe
Through the crimson film
Of fracturing light
Expose your generous smile
And develop my healing.

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  • (4/14/2006 8:11:00 PM)

    lovely love it, I shall keep on loving your poetry.......... (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, April 11, 2006

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