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Keatsian Lyre
Poetry by Remya Mohan, India
Friday, July 6, 2007
Eyes In Gray Marble
A flinching ballast brand of gray……………
Flickers in your bloodshot eyes……………..
Elgin Marbles polished white……………….
Branding irons sparking bright………..
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Father and Daughter
Ode to Henry Louis Vivian Derozio
Reflections
Cosmic Joy
To Mothers
Today's Child
Duty
Urban Delusion
Forgiveness
De-layering
Dilemma
Eyes In Gray Marble
Fly to Olympus
An Apotheosis
IDENTITY
Poetic Frenzy
Night
It started with the morning rain...
Purgatory
Soul Eclipse
Tradition
Links
Never Break
From Sylvia To Tom
My sin
To Our Dearest President of India :APJ Abdul Kalam
Why?
To feel
Let Go........
For My Friend
For a true friend: Written for Sudha Mohan, 1995
To live in your world
A Construct
On your Hand, John Keats
'5'
Light of Hope
Prophetic Dream
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