aniruddha pathak

Memories

In poetry on March 22, 2012 at 20:43
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He looked at his finger,
There used to be a promise right there
she dances and fades, leaving the rash still there
Smoke fills the room and memories linger.
  1. beautifully expressed !

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  2. I agree with ladynimue very beautifully expressed!

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  3. Just beautiful! How do you express such lofty thoughts so crisply? I need to know. I iahev become your fan, Aniruddha!

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