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  Apr 2014 Nandini
Seán Mac Falls
Blood moon reigns tonight,
Marking time of her leaving,
  .  .  .   Night sky is bleeding.
Nandini Apr 2014
As time cant be caged into an hour glass.
Only if you could confine the Noor of the light itself into a jar
would a poet ever stop writing ...
Noor : meaning light itself.
Tell me can we ever stop writing ? The thoughts and words of a writer is like the sky you cant measure it cant get above it and cant reach it ... its endless!
any feedback ??
Nandini Apr 2014
The hollow in your eyes,
hazelnut radiance in the dark,
burnt with wait for the glimpse of the starlight.
the hollow within the eyes cant ever be measured...those deep glistening pools  i want to dive deep and drink of it.
  Apr 2014 Nandini
PrttyBrd
teased in hopeful anticipation
seconds pass in days


**tortured surrender
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