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Full - bloom spring brings life into being, / the bitter winter of discontent makes way / to waves of pregnant hope, and the wells are full to the brim, / drizzle and showers of rain keep falling time and again, / puddles, pools and budding flowers, rose petals covered in dew dripping / shoots of green… sign in to read more »
So we travel the same road our forefathers traversed before, / but only differently now, the race slows down to a leisurely pace, / past dreams and visions fall upon our heads like snow flakes, / and cherished ideals lie strewn on the ground like winter frost, / cold comfort as we ponder how we came to… sign in to read more »
What is it / when a dog releases excrement on the same spot, / even after the umpteenth removal of same from lush lawns, / when discoloured dots of blemishes continue to hold on / the pungent ordour that lingers on these unsightly blots / / What is it / when a pig returns to eat its own vomit, / licking… sign in to read more »
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