The silvery crescent
beaming with compassion ,
first gold of dawn
thwarting the black terror ,
gushing rivers
singing a saga of sanctity-
a saga that could humble
all manifestations,
Then, why stand petrified
by the fire lit by yourself?
a self flourish of ambiguities
& repine,
If discern the other side of darkness ,
you lay ablaze in ethereal incandescence
The hieroglyphs of creators rescue…
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Written July 4th, 2004
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curiousity with own feelings.
Untitled-1 by Apurva is a mysterious poem at the first sight, but if view intirely it signifies curiousity within the poetess which made this poem. She tried to enquire with herself composing this poem. -
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this is nice write APURVA... never read such type of work before... the selection of words makes this poem more interesting to me.. ienjoyed it completely... take cares and have a nice time my friend... just keep it up dear... your humble little friend...
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wow, this is really kwel, could you shorten it just a little bit and enter it on my add a line song called
Ball Of Fire????
thankx
Tamara
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applaudable
Another most enjoyable write- I marvel your mastery with words that create the most magnificient imageries-



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