
Words spouted
Meanings twisted
Feelings shredded
Broken hearted
Love thwarted
Insides knotted
Dreams exploded
The bloom wilted
Eyes clouded
With tears blinded
Breathe suspended
Life has ended.
-Shail Mohan (May 2008)

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So fast its all over, gone, everything, but then that’s the way it is.
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Yes, Jacob. That’s the way it is. Thanks for dropping by.
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Hi again, Shail–
The Shail’s Nest just showed me writing about “Run Girl…” at 10 AM in the morning when it is 10PM.
I just realized that Your poems, like this one, make me want to discuss some of the ideas with you. Like I want to ask you to consider another position. But that is CRAZY on my part.
These are your ideas and why I enjoy your poems is that you are a thinker. You’re making me think, and strange as it might seem to some others, I find it enjoyable.
If it wasn’t for ideas and thinking, I don’t know what I would do with my pea-sized brain.
Gosh, I wish I could write poems. What a great skill, no?
Best Regards,
Bob
Your writing rocks.
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Bob, am glad what I write made you think. I am fond of anything that makes me think, a book, an article, a mail, a conversation…. Thanks for the appreciation!
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Thanks for allowing me to appreciate you.
Bob
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