Thursday, March 24, 2016

The Stage Comments

Rating: 5.0

Arcs of angry dust arose, as if awakened unceremoniously,
From every grotesque scar imprinted on the dunes,
By the rider's horse.
The rider rode on and on, probing the virgin trail,
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Siddharth Nair
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Siddharth Nair 08 April 2016

Thanks Loke

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Loke Kok Yee 08 April 2016

as long as you are not sure where you are heading, you will lose your way even if the hoof prints remain, they could lead to nowhere. lovely poem this, thanks for sharing-10

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Gajanan Mishra 25 March 2016

setting stage for another rider, good.

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Siddharth Nair 25 March 2016

Thnx

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