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| Posted by Ram Krishna Singh Sun, Jul 23rd 2006, 02:43 | Translate |
| At the river she folds her arms and legs rest... | |
| Posted by Ram Krishna Singh Wed, Jul 19th 2006, 05:30 | Translate |
| Looking at her face for the glint of her nosep... | |
| silence | |
| Posted by Ram Krishna Singh Wed, Jul 19th 2006, 05:16 | Translate |
| Conveying the inexpressible her lines and cur... | |
| silence | |
| Posted by Ram Krishna Singh Wed, Jul 19th 2006, 05:13 | Translate |
| Unknowable the soul's pursuit hidden by its o... | |
| Posted by Ram Krishna Singh Tue, Jul 4th 2006, 04:41 | Translate |
| Try to sense her in a moment, that she's neve... | |
| Posted by Ram Krishna Singh Mon, Jun 26th 2006, 04:43 | Translate |
| They claim to kill satan mass murder innocents... | |
| Posted by Ram Krishna Singh Tue, May 23rd 2006, 05:30 | Translate |
| Tired of stale smell of cigarrete stubs, paint... | |
| Posted by Ram Krishna Singh Wed, May 3rd 2006, 05:52 | Translate |
| Her letter smells the lotus she wore each time... | |
| Posted by Ram Krishna Singh Sun, Jan 8th 2006, 07:48 | Translate |
| Hanging pictures in bedroom and living room ... | |
| Posted by Ram Krishna Singh Sun, Jan 8th 2006, 07:42 | Translate |
| Awaiting the wave that'll wash away empty ho... | |
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