Thursday, December 22, 2011

The Reverse Love Comments

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fine steel grey evening it was and we met again under the bridge. For
the last time. Eyes exchanged the last ‘ how-did-I –ever-fell-for-you’
strange mélange of pain and regret and hate and loss, flushed the
cup of my mind so tired. Love-the extension of one’s self-shatters
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Ishaan Bhola
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Vipins Puthooran 28 December 2011

A good poem! ! Woven well! ! !

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