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Blue seeping through veins,
Of not flesh, of not mobile
Of earth, of yearning of soil.
Of green hairs, that sow every fall.
Standing admist the mountains
These heavenly skyscrapers
Hoping to prick, the blue balloon
Having endured more winters
Basked more summers than I
Old men still yearning to fly

Sunil Shandilya

Tuesday, July 16, 2019

Topic(s) of this poem: nature,sky,solitude,tree

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Me Poet Yeps Poet 18 July 2019

NICE ONE THIS OLD MEN ALSO LOVE TO KISS ANY MISS AND DO IT IF.... Hoping to, the blue balloon Having endured more winters Basked more summers than I ''Old men still yearning to fly....AND WHY NOT? ? ? ? MEN LOVE YOU WILL KNOW WHEN UR OLD O KID POET FLY HIGH POETRY IN YOUR VEINS DOES FLOW GO GO AND YOU KNOW GO

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Sunil Shandilya 23 July 2019

Thanks sir, old men are birches, in this context, y reviews mean alot

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