Last Piece Of Bread

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My poem 'Last Piece Of Bread' is published in The Book Club's Magazine. Please click on the link below to read it. 
Last Piece Of Bread

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  1. Rahul BhatiaSeptember 14, 2014 at 7:06 PM

    Lovely composition ! Have posted my comment on the link!

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  2. Writefully YoursSeptember 14, 2014 at 8:06 PM

    Brilliantly written Saru. Every word captured the greed perfectly!

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  3. UnknownSeptember 15, 2014 at 7:31 PM

    Beautifully rendered Saru. Some people ought to stop counting their money and start looking at the reality on the otherside. Congratulations on your publication dearie. Many more such feathers to add to your cap. God bless you.

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  4. UnknownSeptember 16, 2014 at 4:56 AM

    Congratulations! Well-deserved entry. :-)

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  5. AkaSeptember 17, 2014 at 9:01 AM

    You have expressed greed brilliantly. Congrats Saru, :)

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  6. AnonymousSeptember 17, 2014 at 11:33 AM

    Very well expressed. :) And, congratulations :)

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  7. AnonymousSeptember 17, 2014 at 12:50 PM

    Great writing Saru !

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  8. AnonymousSeptember 17, 2014 at 12:54 PM

    Amazing I will say

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  9. Ashwini C NSeptember 17, 2014 at 12:58 PM

    Congratulations Saru :-)

    Wonderful poem. The need to always want more than what we require, makes us greedy and thereby we forget to enjoy what we have in hand!

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  10. Ravish ManiSeptember 17, 2014 at 2:11 PM

    Congratz Saru!

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  11. AnkionthemoveSeptember 17, 2014 at 11:00 PM

    Awesome and congrats Saru

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  12. Yogi SaraswatSeptember 18, 2014 at 12:50 AM

    Exactly ! True words ! congrats Saru ! U are being famous

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  13. AnonymousSeptember 18, 2014 at 1:23 AM

    Congrats Saru !

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  14. ekta khetanSeptember 18, 2014 at 1:36 AM

    LOvely! Congrats SaruSmith!

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  15. CifarSeptember 18, 2014 at 2:14 AM

    Congratulation , this poem is worth it,

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  16. C SureshSeptember 18, 2014 at 2:33 AM

    Congrats Saru

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  17. UnknownSeptember 18, 2014 at 3:44 AM

    Congratulations Saru and a beautiful composition.

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  18. PriyashiSeptember 18, 2014 at 3:47 AM

    Congratulations Saru.... Beautiful written....:)

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  19. Sindhu Devi KSeptember 18, 2014 at 10:08 AM

    Every human being must understand this... An eyeopener! Congrats! TC! Keep smiling and happy writing :)

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  20. UnknownSeptember 18, 2014 at 11:32 PM

    Love the quote about the ego. Spot on.

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  21. sibiSeptember 19, 2014 at 1:24 AM

    We never realize that we are not better, and sometime worse. Well written Saru

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  22. Saru SinghalSeptember 23, 2014 at 8:59 AM

    @Everyone - Thank you so much! :)

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