Usha Pisharody

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We - Poem by Usha Pisharody

Like the brilliance
a shower of broken glass;
Like the riot of colour
at the peak of spring;
Like the music of a hundred
different birds, sounding together;
Like a pleading cry of an
unloved child
And the desolate heart of
a lonely lover
And a whispering look of an
unwanted pup...

I see myself shatter
blowing my fuse
exploding into a million pieces
deep inside - We

11 March '84

Comments about We by Usha Pisharody

  • (4/6/2008 6:17:00 AM)

    Majority live in I but few sensitive one live by WE
    The chaos you mentioned, the sounds of birds or a child crying, desperate lover or unwanted pup …..all …thought provoking……….a good one..
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  • (4/6/2008 4:36:00 AM)

    beautiful poem.... (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, April 6, 2008

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