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A hope was it,
You would come
Before my brooding eyes.
I was sick.
A nameless disease
Caught my mind,
And I did wait to hear
Your ringing loving voice.
Some suppressed stories
Slashed my soul and spirit.
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Friday, June 15, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: love
Dr Antony Theodore 18 June 2018
I, with joy of victory, would dance Behind your dropping eyedrops. words of love as balm.. suffering.. love heals......... soft words. heals. thank u dear poet. tony
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RAJAT GHOSH 15 June 2018
Thank you very much.Your well explained words connote the true thematic tenor of the poem...thanks a lot...@Bharati Nayak
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Bharati Nayak 15 June 2018
Loving words of a lover are balm for a suffering heart and mind.They have amazing healing power.The lover asks the beloved to comeback when there is still hope to recuperate, or else it would be too late.
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Kumarmani Mahakul 15 June 2018
Sickness has provoked thought. We hope for recovery. Balm of words of love of God heal mind miraculously. We hear ringing of voice and choice of life is very well understood. An amazing sharing is done here with motivation of lovable words....10
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RAJAT GHOSH 15 June 2018
Thank a lot...I am elated
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