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Everybody was half-naked on the trail of curves. Braindead. Emptied thought. A single vacant look. “Why me?” I ask. Stay stupid in the crowd. Looking at the moon, indulgent. Plucking the nector from knobs of naked flames. No coming back from days of unknowing the secrets of unskopen words. A cry stifles in the throat of a prayer. A moon was found on a dump ! Satish Verma

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 2/27/2010 3:23:00 AM
Sadly, Satish, life has experiences that leave a good and faithful person empty. But precious is the heart of the faithful. And forgiving oneself is often harder than forgiving another...because we know! But happiness is based upon righteous living and forgiving ourselves along with others. Our Creator wants us to be righteously happy. He forgives those who ask. Be happy. Lovingly, Dane Ann
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Date: 2/25/2010 11:07:00 AM
What a wonderful way to spend this snowy day reading poetry. I am so happy that yours was amongst the ones I am reading today. Thank you for sharing your poetry today Satish. Love, Carol
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Date: 2/25/2010 7:50:00 AM
Nice Verma.... Keep them comin'.....:JP]
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Date: 2/25/2010 5:15:00 AM
Interesting write Satish and luv your title too ... thought provoking .. thankxxx for sharing.. luv.. Linda-Marie "Sweetheart" of Poetry Soup..
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