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Golden Harvests |
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poddarku Senior Member
since 2008-01-15
Posts 589india 
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Golden harvests ============= The hands, full of corn pick up the golds and he lifts them to nostril. The aroma of fresh golden harvests comes. It pervades, fills nerves. He can ignore those burrows of pains that flow down under each of the corns, bruises. The droplets of water reflect million suns. Impressions of world are trembling on mirrors of them; metaphors are taking shapes of truth. His small girl is coming like a gush of liquid life, with lunch, packed carefully. He smiles to receive God as it is. © 2008 - All Rights Reserved Kushal Poddar clever talks delay friendship! |
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Alison 
since 2008-01-27
Posts 9318Lumpy oatmeal makes me crazy! |
This is beautiful in many ways. Alison |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
I'm putting this in my favorites file. It flows with the taste of pure golden sweetness. Expertly written, my friend. |
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amusemi Senior Member
since 2001-12-08
Posts 1262A State of Disarray |
Stunning! |
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OwlSA Member Rara Avis
since 2005-11-07
Posts 9347Durban, South Africa |
Yet again, Kushal, the characters in your poem are so sensitively real, they walk right out of Pip's blue pages into the sunlight. I know I am in for a treat when I see a poddarku poem "on the menu"! - Owl |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
I am pausing a while here with you, dear Ku, and find God permeating your words. Beautiful! Love, Margherita |
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2islander2 Member Ascendant
since 2008-03-12
Posts 6825by the sea |
You have a talent for writing, your poem moved me. yann |
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