M. Asim Nehal

Gold Star - 166,528 Points (26th April / Nagpur)

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

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.

Topic(s) of this poem: rubaiyat

Form: Free Verse


Comments about Rubaiyat - Waiting For Your Aid. by M. Asim Nehal

  • Kumarmani Mahakul (10/25/2015 3:57:00 PM)


    Death buys the unless attitudes in your mind in this wise sharing really....10 (Report) Reply

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  • (10/25/2015 1:51:00 PM)


    Heartfelt.....................................10 (Report) Reply

  • (10/25/2015 4:28:00 AM)


    so emotional this appeal in your write
    Thanks Asim-10
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  • Jaishree Nair (10/25/2015 2:20:00 AM)


    Very touching lines on a delicate thread of thought (Report) Reply

  • Sanjukta Nag (10/25/2015 12:39:00 AM)


    the melancholic flow touched the heart... very deep write! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, October 25, 2015



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