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He said I couldn’t, so I did.
It was bright, like any other sunny March day in Tamil Nadu. First, I’d traveled eight hours over-night, by train, from Chennai to get to Tanjo1159 lines, 1 comment, March 21, 2006. In <200 lines, Fiction
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- The Ballad of Ulibak at sharepoetry
She floated down the wave of consciousness / Barely aware of the blue tuna riding the microwave / Or the earthworm that glowed brighter than usual / Slipping, sliding, through the earthworm hole / She knew not where she was going, or why / Till - Lunar eclipse at sharepoetry
She played hide and seek with the clouds, / Till she grew tired of the game, / Yet, the darkness kept growing, / Slowly, steadily / Till she could be seen no more. / / Her radiance diminished, she stood still, / Despite the baying dogs / - Wandering, wondering at sharepoetry
Headlights reflect from far away, / Pretending to be the sun / On a landscape punctuated / with green, brown and ugly white / Dickinsonian factories silhouette the sky / 'Neath the morning's smouldering smog / Even neon
