my ethiopiaA Poem by Nida Lodi
The colorful butterflies u sent me flutters no more...
the paint we made for our roost has splattered all over the ground... the hum of eternal bliss never comes to my ears... for so long u were my ethiopia, famishing me infinitely and then hurrying in all of a sudden.......
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Added on January 23, 2012Last Updated on January 23, 2012 Author
Nida LodiJodhpur, IndiaAbouta 22 yr old spoilt urchin ...doing M.Sc in fisheries..an offshoot from a Lodi Lineage who was compelled to be molded in the casts of traditionalism and conventionalism but was unfortunately fat-skinne.. more..Writing
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