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Deaf and Dumb

Are you sleeping with hate ? I wanted to know, does it have a meaning ? For we human beings, any equals in plants and animals ? There was this audacious betrayal of a brute force to behead a beautiful lass,a scion of fine race. The baby king was still sleeping in his tomb. Tut, we were talking of a Kamikaze attack on Tutenkhamun. Living in piece meals, walking Alongside the wall only, fear writ large on the face the moon birth had gone waste. Eye donors were waiting for the vision in darkness of violence, the hostages were thrown out limb by limb, the crazy world going berserk. Somebody was carring flowers on the beach. My words were losing the edge. I was dreaming of only bleeders. Satish Verma

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 2/27/2010 11:27:00 AM
This is "I was dreaming of only bleeders"- this is you, what you're doing, and your words certainly haven't lost any edge at all. You are brutally honest. I don't know how to describe what I'm getting in your metaphors, but I share in your grief.
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Date: 2/22/2010 6:07:00 AM
I love the Tut and tutenkhamen reference.... Good one here Verma.....:JP]
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Date: 2/22/2010 5:55:00 AM
strange poem, moving in a horrific way.
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