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The Call - A Short Story
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The Call - A Short Story

Poem By Alok Agarwal

Tree, green of leaf and yellow of colour of flower waru
One in fence which close with the tree, leaf, and shoe flower
When I hence shoe
I see the that mother eye circumference is blue
Her heart of greeve of doily on above white cloth
A mother sit the above wood chair
her body is which coherent selnder of clothes
ruddle the shoe flower
at the same time her arms once in a while
keeps out of the dirt Iust
that Men swirl her lheart lake deepness in worried
water level its Face is calm to keep distortion
Hurt at her blue heart
When extinct lamp
newly I know
he sing happily the greeve of song
at the same time its days doily silent
what always reecho in her heart wall
by past dirt
at the same time close the door
with the crossbar of wood
and let the tree fence, leaf
and shoe flower

Bogor, Thursday,2424/04/2008

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Comments (1)

a great picture in your illusion, I think is the best poems about tree' hehe I love it