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by shimolee sheth | |
Published on: May 19, 2004 | |
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Type: Poetry | |
https://www.tigweb.org/express/panorama/article.html?ContentID=3460 | |
When emotions break- I break in me. The breaking is hard- And there’s no one to guard. My legs collapse- In seconds without lapse. My heart bursts- With emotional thirst. My unstable mind- is now on the grind. Like intellectual sense – Has lost its essence. Raw morbidity with its stream- Makes my visions dim. The fragile drops of foil- Eliminate out on soil. « return. |