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As a gardner of course I was touched...perfection.
posted by
UtahJay
on October 21, 2011 at 1:08 AM
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Yes, it is only when you are driven out from the cacophony of the ordinary to the alley of solitude that, like the bud you know when you have flowered. Yeh maime aapse is poem mein seekha.
posted by
anib
on October 21, 2011 at 12:01 AM
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How utterly awesome! At first I was wondering where this was leading because it had a humanistic flair to it and then to close with a bud was stupendous! sam
posted by
sam444
on October 20, 2011 at 7:24 PM
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So lovely Shama - excellent poem.
posted by
shobana
on October 19, 2011 at 10:31 PM
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i can hear that tiny sigh as a petal pops open...then another.
posted by
Kabu
on October 19, 2011 at 9:22 AM
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YJwJY A sensory delight love. BC-A, Bill’s RJLst
posted by
BC-A
on October 19, 2011 at 8:30 AM
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A very, very beautiful poem. The bud image is priceless. - Bob
posted by
2902
on October 19, 2011 at 7:44 AM
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