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The High Hill

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Mirror reflects me ditto
Shadow follows everywhere
But fire which burns inside
No one dare to touch or capture
And none is there to call
Or echo my sweet name
So quickly I rush to you
To quench my thirst
With my heart’s content
I shout full of my throat

And how tasty it is to listen
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Gajanan Mishra 16 June 2013

good write, thanks, Please comment and vote on my new poems.

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Heather Wilkins 19 June 2013

nice thoughts and words. So quickly I rush to you to quench my thirst. like the quote.

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But fire which burns inside No one dare to touch or capture This is what makes each person a unique individual. Thanks for the nice poem.

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David Wood 17 June 2013

A lovely write Abdul

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Yasmin Khan 17 June 2013

Feelings expressed in many types of imagery that makes it a beautiful write.

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Anita Sehgal 16 June 2013

a very beautiful write...enjoyed

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