Sanjeev Kumar

Rookie (Jamshedpur, India)

The Parched Lips - Poem by Sanjeev Kumar

The cools of the water body,
That victors around the,
Land that unearthed us,
Exact is the origin to withdraw,
The massively grown horns,
The wing of which grows to the west,
And the north reels under the heat,
As the parched lips of a divided love.

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  • Gold Star - 70,859 Points Gajanan Mishra (6/27/2013 8:18:00 PM)

    good poem, thanks,
    I invite you to read my new poems and comment. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, June 27, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, June 28, 2013

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