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Gazing Alone

On a charred olive-
   branch, a dove gazing alone.
      Gory war wasteland.
         Moist eyes barely holding pain,
            being a sole survivor.


Date: 04/14/2017

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Date: 7/11/2017 3:25:00 AM
Such a chilling vision, the lone "survivor"; war doesn't discriminate...not at all...it claims everyone and everything that it can. Well penned.
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Date: 7/11/2017 10:43:00 AM
Your visit and comments are very much appreciated.
Date: 5/15/2017 11:40:00 PM
War is hell on earth. Your poem reiterates that in loud vibrations. Well written and so sad Afzal. 7 ; )
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Date: 6/20/2017 11:24:00 PM
Thanks, Connie.
Date: 5/2/2017 11:12:00 PM
Very moving poem and very well done tanka, Afzal, so much said in such a few lines.
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Date: 5/3/2017 1:13:00 PM
Thank you very much, Eve.
Date: 4/15/2017 5:03:00 PM
Creates a sad picture, Afzal. War is horrible.
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Date: 4/15/2017 10:26:00 PM
Yes it is.
Date: 4/15/2017 9:22:00 AM
Great metaphor for pain, you paint well with your words:)
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Date: 4/15/2017 10:26:00 PM
Thanks Jo.