tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3367941960511255321.post7134836672379840546..comments2023-08-18T15:10:09.219+05:30Comments on When Time falls like crystals: Words to the panther ladydeepteshpoetryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09085957808600583994noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3367941960511255321.post-2407016014769098612010-11-14T18:59:31.718+05:302010-11-14T18:59:31.718+05:30thanx. :-)thanx. :-)deepteshpoetryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09085957808600583994noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3367941960511255321.post-77784477305780080992010-11-11T14:58:23.922+05:302010-11-11T14:58:23.922+05:30'Only the desert children smile
as they play ...'Only the desert children smile<br /><br />as they play with the corpse of rain."<br /><br /><br />lovely line :) great post!sujaanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07944785835548171381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3367941960511255321.post-6221210648694988922010-11-10T16:40:05.656+05:302010-11-10T16:40:05.656+05:30still don't know what the heck yer talkin abou...still don't know what the heck yer talkin about, :-(<br /><br />but,<br />its me, not you.<br /><br />thank you for sharing. :-)<br /><br />..<br />.ero<br />.bARE-eYED sUNhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09274024134490490172noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3367941960511255321.post-63600595494951207532010-10-17T13:43:52.940+05:302010-10-17T13:43:52.940+05:30@ Marja
Thanks a lot. Hope u r doing well too.
@...@ Marja<br /><br />Thanks a lot. Hope u r doing well too.<br /><br />@ Diptanjan<br /><br />Thanks. :-)Deepteshhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00369208312465209116noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3367941960511255321.post-11523431038807533782010-10-17T13:14:25.147+05:302010-10-17T13:14:25.147+05:30nice endingnice endingDiptanjan Sarma Purkayasthahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12346971825196075530noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3367941960511255321.post-73684887618351637082010-10-17T05:21:15.590+05:302010-10-17T05:21:15.590+05:30"as the mirror
fractured like ice poles,
wil..."as the mirror <br />fractured like ice poles,<br />will record the scent of your fingers. Great line<br />Great poem and picture. Hope all is fine. Arohanui MarjaMarjahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17458942200244031009noreply@blogger.com