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By Ghost
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16 December 2007 |
Stalling cogs, of cerebral thought
Stagnate the whole caboodle
Drowning in, a feckless sea
Of Prepubescent doodle
The terminus of terminology
Demise, of the lexicon thief
Dragnets, of pure inspiration
Lie snagged, upon cranium reef
Calligraphy manifestation
Elusive, as the Holy Grail
Till the lucid winds, of stanza
Billow, my mind vacant Sail
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Written by vparakala (13 comments posted) 16th December 2007 | Me likey!
Oh, we had these two poems by Sujata Bhatt - dunno if you heard of her - written when she had a writer's block. Frankly speaking, they were so weird I couldnt relate. At all.
On the other hand, liked yours. 
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Written by embro (126 comments posted) 17th December 2007 |
Yes, everyone knows the feeling ! I like your use of words and some of the terminology and the poem has a good flow to it.
regards
embro |
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