Her body (SENRYU)
her body melts in the fire
of love still untouched and unseen
cupid fuels up her desire.
of love still untouched and unseen
cupid fuels up her desire.
Poetry is what is lost in translation.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
priyanka’s Poems (8)
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| The gust of the autumn wind | 4 | 07/24/2010 |
| The moonbeam (Haiku) | 2 | 03/21/2010 |
| Shadow | 0 | 03/20/2010 |
| Her body (SENRYU) | 0 | 03/20/2010 |
| Place to hold my head high | 2 | 11/10/2009 |
| A day full of anxiety | 4 | 11/09/2009 |
| I remember... | 2 | 11/08/2009 |
| Ray of Hope | 2 | 11/08/2009 |
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