Stuck Poem by Neela Nath Das

Stuck



The blue doesn't hurt
me, as I know I can't
touch it.
It's full of
electricity!
I may get burnt.
I wished to cure
you from your disease.
But, I'm afraid
I'm going to
be stuck.

Friday, March 28, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: love
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Shahzia Batool 29 March 2014

Your prolific pen can never get stuck, neela!

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Neela Nath Das 28 March 2014

Ha ha.Right Soul.I need a specialist doc.

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Unwritten Soul 28 March 2014

Just leave it to the specialist doctor..LOL_Soul

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