Rubaiyat - Waiting For Your Aid. Poem by M. Asim Nehal

Rubaiyat - Waiting For Your Aid.

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Darkness is submerging the plains,
and half of my blood has escaped upon the sand,
and naught remains of me just remnants of a broken body
which death shall soon buy unless you render aid.

Sunday, October 25, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: rubaiyat
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kumarmani Mahakul 25 October 2015

Death buys the unless attitudes in your mind in this wise sharing really....10

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T Rajan Evol 25 October 2015

Heartfelt.....................................10

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Loke Kok Yee 25 October 2015

so emotional this appeal in your write Thanks Asim-10

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Jaishree Nair 25 October 2015

Very touching lines on a delicate thread of thought

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Sanjukta Nag 25 October 2015

the melancholic flow touched the heart... very deep write!

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