Sensing Vision Poem by Deepak Amembal

Sensing Vision



From breathing slowly
A faded thought
Parted
Finely moving pictures
On crimson senses
And with true eyes
The iced laugh melts.

Sunday, February 27, 2005
Topic(s) of this poem: senses
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Rachel Clark 17 June 2005

Wow! I'm left in awe! (So incredible!)

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