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poddarku Senior Member
since 2008-01-15
Posts 589india 
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Ash = The face of fall is ash. Feverish leaves saunter here and there, to and fro. Like a bright cobweb caught in sun, a few lovers twinkle on lonely benches. Apart from these colors the face of fall is ash. The coiled desires are static in their own unfulfillment. Sleep. Every street is dead part, sleepy absolution of ash, burnt, dead Pompeii. © 2008 - All Rights Reserved Kushal Poddar clever talks delay friendship! |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Wow, dear Ku, the comparison to Pompeii! Desolate, yet with such colorful treasures and memories, as the ones that are imprinted in the lifeless falling leaves ... Melancholically beautiful! Love and hugs. Margherita  "Love is the One who masters all things; |
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Robert E. Jordan Member Rara Avis
since 2008-01-25
Posts 8541Philadelphia, Pennsylvania |
Yo Poddarku, This is a good simile for fall. Bobby |
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OwlSA Member Rara Avis
since 2005-11-07
Posts 9347Durban, South Africa |
Lovely, Kushal. I certainly picked up the ambiance from your effective words. Yes,Pompeii must have felt very burnt, full of ash and eerily lifeless just after the eruption. - Owl |
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