![]() age 45, 2030A Poem by vivekanand
your freckles defy gerontology
those brown eyes are sublime gold... my physician looks through evening sky spectacles and closes my case file CUT YOUR CIGARETTES THE HEART RUNS on half blood, the clot is ageing you hold my trembling wrinkling finger and laugh at my empty joke.. as long as you do that i will borrow some more mornings in our purple coffee tray my days would be easily made © 2011 vivekanand |
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1 Review Added on March 26, 2011 Last Updated on March 26, 2011 Author![]() vivekanandchennai, tamilnadu, IndiaAbouttrying to find out seriously what i am.. i trained in medicine.. neither had the expertise, confidence nor the desire to move on as a doctor.. preparing for civil services more..Writing
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