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In Lonely hours !

For all it had been , a journey of mine ,
In misty lanes where memories chimed !
A tireless walk in lonely hours ,
And a never ending love for withered flowers ......
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  1. AnonymousJanuary 22, 2011 at 7:45 PM

    haye loneliness :)

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  2. Blasphemous AestheteJanuary 22, 2011 at 7:54 PM

    And a never ending love for withered flowers

    Beautiful line for a beautiful composition.

    Cheers,
    Blasphemous Aesthete

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  3. Ph_January 23, 2011 at 1:19 PM

    @ majworld : Oh yeah ! :P :D Awesome it is sometimes isn't it ?? :D

    @ Blasphemous : Thank you very much :)

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  4. Sayak ShomeJanuary 23, 2011 at 3:50 PM

    For the time that flew me by, leaving none more to pine;
    Resonating sounds, clandestine imageries, hanging from the vines-
    Basking in their aura, the light they shower,
    I wait for the doom, that's imminent and yet to devour.

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  5. DuaJanuary 24, 2011 at 3:27 PM

    Lonliness - Sometimes the best "company" ever :-) I believe the time when we get to know our real inner self is when lonely, Nahin? Nice one btw!

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  6. SidrahJanuary 26, 2011 at 1:51 PM

    Hey there! Am back, exams over =]

    Another bleak but beautiful poem! 'Memories chimed' ..like the sound of it!

    Love your new layout! xx

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  7. AnonymousJanuary 26, 2011 at 7:21 PM

    nyc poem :)

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  8. Ph_January 27, 2011 at 10:58 PM

    @ Sayak : Very nice add ! Thank you very much and welcome to my blog :)

    @ Dua : Agreed totally ! Silence is when one can true find the inner self indeed ! Thank you very much :)

    @ Sidrah : Welcome back :) Thank you very much =)

    @ anummunaf : Thank you :)

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  9. Saba FazlaniFebruary 3, 2011 at 8:44 PM

    nyce lines!

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  10. Ph_February 3, 2011 at 10:51 PM

    @ Saba Fazlani : Thank you :)

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