devika isabella pathu

Stolen - Poem by devika isabella pathu

dream a deserted dream,
that carries the credence of past summer
deceased were not buried yet
its a brooding sunday

once i knew a lemon tree that
do not know its name
Its murkiest secret
a lie!

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  • Gold Star - 54,510 Points Gajanan Mishra (5/4/2013 5:00:00 AM)

    murkiest secret - a lie. thanks.
    I invite you to read my poems and comment, (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, May 4, 2013

Poem Edited: Saturday, May 4, 2013

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