Poetry Form – Essence.

Frail womb of abandoned land
yester’s bloom,sleeps on sand,

spring smothered by concrete,
limp wings, desperately plead,

summer steadily blaze,
dissolving winter’s grace.

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  • RAJEEV BHARGAVA on Sep 23, 2010

    A beautiful and symbolic poem. The words are refined and soft with delicate touches. I really enjoyed reading it. Thanks very much for sharing.

  • Noeal V on Sep 23, 2010

    Nice poem.

  • JoeLopy on Sep 23, 2010

    Very good poem. Thanks for sharing.

  • My World on Sep 23, 2010

    Great Post…..

    thanks for share.

  • PSingh1990 on Sep 23, 2010

    Nice Share.

    :-)

  • sandcastle on Sep 24, 2010

    simply beautiful.love it!

  • Raj the Tora on Sep 24, 2010

    wow, amazing short poetry

  • Percy on Sep 25, 2010

    Short but nice poem.

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