Waiting In Vain
...It’s a voluntary widowhood.
Whipped by Neeli’s tongue,
he’s gone to harvest Dirhams*
in Dubai desert – lest the embryo
of their new home won’t grow up.
She’s alone in a temporary shed
behind...
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Categories:
dirhams, life,
Form: Free verse
The Realm of Rhyme and Rhythm
...Ooh I'm in love with poems that rhyme
Poems enrapture by their tuneful chime.
Ah hickory dickory dock
It's fun to see poems roll n rock.
Poems with a merry, cheery catchy tune
whisk me into ...
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Categories:
dirhams, happy,
Form: Rhyme