daubmir nadir

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Surreal Swallows - Poem by daubmir nadir

Grip my hand, son
And kill all your obsessions

Take my arm, son
And destroy all your compulsions

Hold me close, son
And slay all your delusions

Tear my heart apart, son
And swallow all the love
It contains.


Comments about Surreal Swallows by daubmir nadir

  • (5/15/2006 4:54:00 PM)


    Wow! I hadn't read this one yet - so raw, so ready for the palate. Short and full of intensity. Don't know how you managed to do so much is so few lines. I bow to you. (Report) Reply

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  • (5/6/2006 5:40:00 PM)


    You really are brilliant you know,
    Love Duncan
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  • (5/6/2006 5:05:00 PM)


    oh my goodness, this is one of the most beautiful sweet, lovely amazing.......wow (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, May 6, 2006



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