OASIS
who dreams
oasis...
I am dreaming for
the ones
those who neglects..
When forests
flowered..
when ice rained
on mountains...
I am the burning
earth.
My sun fever
doesn't coming
to an end
seeing moon.
I also loves
one flower
I don't need
rains....
I should burn
inside for my flower.
Poetry by anoop.m.r
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Written 2008-03-28 kl 05:34
Save as a bookmark Write a comment Send as email Print text| | boon wonderful 2008-04-01 |
 | Jeherico C I agree with jhonson, there is something magnetic here. I think it is the powerful metaphors. Thank you. 2008-03-28 |
| | lan In that desert you can also see me... I also expects that one day it will flower. 2008-03-28 |
 | jhonson again I read this. something is there which is like a magnet. 2008-03-28 |
 | ken d williams Well writan , with a good use of words , Anop. Ken ( D Williams ) 2008-03-28 |
| | jhonson fantastic. its a dream. write more and more. 2008-03-28 |
 | smitha anoop Oh my dear, It is so good as you. 2008-03-28 |
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