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mein or meree thanhai Junior Member
since 2009-02-01
Posts 21 |
One rainy night You knocked on my eyelid I fondled your shivered feather I caress you by the warmth of my heart I fed you my milk I loved you as I love my soul You didn't see the flower Which, I kept behind my heart You didn't even touch the violin Which I made from my tear When the cloud became clear, You walked away without saying a goodbye |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Soaked with melancholy, this hurts. Love, Margherita |
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Robert E. Jordan Member Rara Avis
since 2008-01-25
Posts 8541Philadelphia, Pennsylvania |
Yo dear mein or meree thanhai, This is a very excellent poem on loss. Bobby |
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Boshii2 Member
since 2009-02-01
Posts 146 |
Anyone can feed water. But you fed her milk. Her thirst will now never quite quench again. But she will not know why. I love watching what you are doing. Boshii2 |
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