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poddarku Senior Member
since 2008-01-15
Posts 589india 
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Mails What time is it in U.S? I am at this side of world Bowed before roaring sea, Thousands of miles in between, My fingers fumble on keys. Go ether! Carry my words To a friend from timeless truth. Waters of same shade currents, Waves and waves commingles, Nations obliterate in The mist of minds sending mails The truths change accordingly. |
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effjayel Senior Member
since 2007-09-30
Posts 1474At the Crossroads of Infinity |
Pod your writing is evolving and becoming more westernised I think, some are easier to grasp than others, for the most part this doe's not detract from the readers pleasure...I feel you may benefit from visiting the attached link. I hope you do not take this as an offence, I am just hoping you will take a look and play around a little? http://www.wordanywhere.com/[/URL] Regards John "Ignorance is the Enemy...." |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
I enjoyed this, dear Poddar! It conveys a new awareness of oneness. Mails are indeed a powerful means for feeling close. Loved the imagery too. love Margherita  |
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TomMark Member Elite
since 2007-07-27
Posts 2133LA,CA |
Beautiful poem. Friendship is always wonderful, my dear friend. |
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