Shikha Singh

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I’m longing for something, everybody longs for;
Roses between the Iron bars;
A cascade of stars in the icy lakes;
A lingering sweetness in the salty flakes.

Thorns seem sweet to me, as they are the truth;
Whence flowers standing at the top,
Appear to be mere dream booth.

The gifts that nature has provided are partially favoured;
Where dreams are sweet and reality bitterly flavoured.

Every minute drives us near to peace;
While every second tends to cease.

Poem Submitted: Friday, October 21, 2005

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  • Kavi Kulwant Singh (5/22/2007 3:40:00 AM)

    You are good at thought, and words.. try to improve some more..
    Liked your poem..congratulations..keep it up..
    Good writing..
    May a poet share the pains of a poet..

    Kavi Kulwant Singh
    www.kavikulwant.blogpost.com
    www.poetrypoem.com/kavikulwant
    you need unicode to see my poems (in Hindi)
    I am adding here also..at poemhunter...

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  • Mahfooz AliMahfooz Ali (6/14/2006 3:40:00 AM)

    Very nice poem, Shikha. Keep it up.

    Mahfooz.

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