DON’T THROW THE BOMB

For some reason this made me think of the Holocaust. Such sadness drips from these lines, but a wonderful read, nonetheless. thx. :)- Terri

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PEACE

very deep and searching poem.- Belinda AMeharry

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THE GLASS HOUSE

beauty.. sir ji- dp

“My fault, the animal’s feet
carry the burden of the straw,
words brought the grief.” – A good re-work of this image(the straw that broke the camel’s back),- Gion Gion

“In a triangular fight
my son, my god, my father:
I stand in the center!” – there is a strange familiarity here in this imagery,- Gion Gion

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ONE SAINT WALKED OVER THE RIDGE

Hello Satish, "The candle burns in blue dark and sets free the sun" Just beautiful Satish! There are some wonderful poetic gems here on VN and I have now discovered another one. Whilst losing our mortal identity, I believe our spiritual one lives on forever. God Bless- Richard Gildea, UK

Satish the inner thoughts of those left on earth after the passing of death is so brilliantly expressed in this poem. "...Will you hold me tight when I shed my indentity?...", a line I can truly feel this day. Each loss rather in war or in disease is a bit of ones own identity forever gone. Talented images, using nature as your source in this peace poem. Thank you.- Marcia Schechinger, USA

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DEATH WAS PURE

Tell Moon, when it finishes your doors....it can start on my windows !!!!!!!!! Like the last stanza....Has an air of moribund state to it....Dark....like it....-Frank James Ryan,Jr./FjR


this poem transcends the physical world and many mundan dimensions. to lose someone in light and find in dark , is a wonderfully deeep thought that makes on ethink about the ephemeral and the transient ...wonderfully well written poem.- Nikunj

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CONVERSATION

Interesting work..Enjoyed reading..-Sara Kendrick

Very intense write... enjoyed-Michael J. Falotico

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PEACE AFTERWARDS

Hello Satish: I believe you are addressing the results of rapid change in which traditional values are being trampled in a rush to modernize. Good Poem! -Paul Rainwater, USA
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FURY OF JUGGLER *

Satish thank you for sharing these thoughts on the eve of Hurricane Ike. "...I am the salt, I am the eye...", this is a talented usage of words as the eye of the hurricane claims lifes and loved one. The salt from waters and tears combine to bow at such devastation. Thank you.- Marcia Schechinger, USA

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ANOTHER CREATION *

An interesting write Satish. I shall re-read a few times, in order to fully digest what you are conveying. Thank you for stimulating my curiosity; my old brain needs a challenge now and then, just to keep it going. All the best to you from me.- Roy Kneale, UK

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HEALED LANDSCAPE

My goodness.... What a poem .. you write so well.... I hope to read more soon....- She Whispers

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INTEGRITY AT LARGE

Wonderful expression of emotions..... I enjoy your wisdom....- She Whispers

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REMINISCENCES

I read this once more...... So different..

Reminiscences.. Of heart aches ?? (((When the night betrayed the lover ))

Please tell me for sure.. you have it under ...Inspirational- She Whispers

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NINTH MONTH

Satish.....My how this last verse sets the entire depth of this brilliant written poem...

I do enjoy your style of writing.... So refreshing to read...-She Whispers

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THE CANDLE BURNS

My goodness you are just amazing.....I have enjoyed reading your poems..

I will continue to read....- She Whispers

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SINGING WOODS

My goodness this is brilliant to read..really enjoyed the vision....- She Whispers

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Navigating

Dear Sir, A profound poem! With regards- Shigufta Hena Uzma, Patna

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WHO WAS ME

My type of reading...I enjoyed u.....-Kibi Green

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A HUM

Will I walk again on the
wrinkled sands? what can you
visualize, which I have never seen?” – like it,- Gion Gion


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CHEMISTRY ANYTIME

Ahh, yes...BLUE MOON was written by Richard Rodgers and Lorenz Hart in 1934, and has become a standard ballad still sumo-popular today amongst Broadway Theatre go'ers in particular...But then what do i know...Afterall i am only born & raised less than 1/2 hour from Broadway & 42nd! You better be careful in your spectrumical astronomical allusions that date back 'tween World Wars....As you are discognizantly unveiling your years !lol! It's mokay....I'm a bit o'er 50 now...but i woke up to 2 feet of snow, and after shoveling for 4 hours...i felt as if i were 50 cubed(as in ice) - Frank James Ryan,Jr./FjR


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DEATH OF A SHADOW

You waited 'til the final verse...leaving me on tenderhooks////// I knew you could not start your noon/////Without the mention of your Moon !!!!Black Tulips ? Exotic, abstract & intriguing as yellow dark chocolate- Frank James Ryan,Jr./FjR


Mysterious and enchanting. Well done!- Patrick McFarland


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SPOTTED IN GLASS

This is wonderful..awe inspiring in fact.Nice. - Taniya

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A PRIMATE IN DISTRESS

Satish a stark and blundt verse of the Holocaust, the "inferno in a tunnel". With whispered woes the audience watches years later, but only feels the pain as words from a writer expresses the emotions behind the scenes. Again thank you for your constant effort, that such events will be seen and felt, that such travesty will never be accepted as a politic choice to follow. Those of us who strive for peace, ask no favors, just Humanity. Thank you.- Marcia Schechinger, USA


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FAILURE

The sun never said
I would shine down here
"I know the lines of truth"
and they don't live down here - Gerard Gauthier

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AFTERTASTE

life is a continuing journey..well done..love- Deb Wilson

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DOVES HAD STOPPED FLYING

When the doves have stopped flying, so ends peace and tranquility. But in the midst of this Herculean struggle, the speaker/observer has the presence of mind, and the courage and strength of heart to “be responsible for himself.” This is a life lesson encapsulated in the words of a powerful poem.- oxygon 


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DIGNITY

Finding dignity in withdrawal, and coming back after sunset—to walk alone in the night, alone. These are some fitting lines, Satish, the proverbial icing on the cake, the summation of a poem that begins with the existential state of “being without space”—what a remarkable idea, to simultaneously be and not be, the ultimate contradiction!- oxygon


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BALD SKY

A “bald sky”, bereft of all the grandeur of the creation! What a bleak outlook! But it is harmonious with the underlying theme of the poem, and harmony is a lofty prize in a poem. As always, I enjoy the use of startling and ever so vivid imagery, blended with powerful metaphors that lend to the mood of the poem—dark, very dark, sobering, but not abjectly despairing.- oxygon

I salute you, Satish, in this season of reflection and celebration. We must not forget to focus on the shadows that are made of the absence of light, a darkness that you relentlessly pursue with the bright torch of truth! Yes, the world is not so pretty as a convenient ideal that we would love to hold up high for display in this art of poetry. No, someone must expose the ugliness that belies the path of beauty, and I am there with you in mind, heart, and spirit. Peace, love, and brotherhood for you and family. - oxygon 

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I AM BURNING MY BRIDGES

To burn a bridge is often a reference to leaving the past behind, but here the idea takes on a kind of paradox, where bridges are burned to cross over into another state of being—to reach, rather than to abandon. Most unusual and intriguing, Satish. I have enjoyed the reading.- oxygon


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FROM DUSK TO DUSK

A line, any linear progression of conscious experience, to the realm of the purely mathematical, is an infinite series of dimensionless dots! What a way to see the incomprehensible paradox of existence! The poem stretches the imagination to the outer edges of reason, but concludes with benign resignation, a surrender to the reality of ourselves that we cannot deny. Thanks for the poem, Satish.- oxygon 


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OF A VIRGIN GOD

Remarkable verse, Satish, each stanza is a treasure trove of lines that leap out with such vivid descriptive imagery and metaphor. A very intriguing read —oxygon


every time i read you…….and i am able to understand and comprehend……i say only one thing…..you make me crazy…..i am no more hazy…..cheers boss- Nitish shubhankar


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IN INWARD ALONENESS

We have that inward loneliness, Satish, and you have shone a wondrous light upon this truth. It is like a longing to belong, to connect, and to comprehend what so often seems incomprehensible. Your use of magnificent imagery really drives this well crafted poem. The vision of the naked tree on the verge of walking, is a stroke of poetic magic!- oxygon

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AGEISM

i just want to ask you ……why don’t you talk……if you know how to update poems…..and still you are doing it….it means you are technically well versed…….then why is it so that you never seem to be replying ?…….i wonder…….is it intentional…..?…….whatever…….again you marveled in bringing the beauty of your thoughts…..cheers- Nitish shubhankar


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OF THE NEXT ZEN

ah !……ancient poetry seems to be made alive in this piece……..- Nitish shubhankar


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WREATHS ON DOOR

again one master piece……lets see my perseverance pays off or not…..and my love pulls you out from the self imposed hibernation…..cheers sir- Nitish shubhankar


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AGONY

everytime i see you…..everytime i feel it within…..things can be told in a way you do………..ahh……thanks for sharing sir……….accept my sincere vow……:)- Nitish shubhankar


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KISSING GODS

mismerising as ever……namaste and bow- Nitish shubhankar 


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MEANINGLESS

A sickle moon begins harpooning the stars. words again scream, fly like eagles in the valley of wounds in silence. i love these expressions.. i had to read many times to understand your poem. thank you.- Genova Maaa

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MORTAL BLUES

a beautiful societal tome, Satish!!!! I'm afraid "Western Man" hasbegun to undress the "satanic streak" as you call it, and there's no turning back...much to ponder here, as your art so often reigns supreme!!!! good work Satish!- James Marshall Goff

Interesting work..- Sara Kendrick

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REMINDER

Yes what do we want from God or God's [they have no bodies, no hands, no senses but ours] we should STOP saying everything is someone elses fault and work on our own paths to higher consciousness! Light & Love- Debbie Guzzi

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THE WARRIOR

Excellent poem! I love the sense of power created by the carefully chosen words. This leaves me turning the words over and over in my mind.-Misty Roper

we "the Westen World" subject our youngest, most vulnerable young men to the horrors of war, knowing full-well our intentions are profit-based....when will it stop? great write, as usual! Satish!- James Marshall Goff

The weekend is upon us once again and I hope yours is wonderful and that you might find the inspiration to keep writing your excellent poetry. It was a pleasure to read your poetry this morning Satish. Love- Carol Brown

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LIFES TOAST

good morning, Satish, once more, your work is an example of why I continue at the soup....unreal good art!...this poem, which leaps like "Neruda" has sent my imagination to a thousand places in four-stanza's.....but most of all, time absolutely stood-still....as I immersed in such wonder! & your last stanza.....whooooshhhh!!!! to my faves!!!- James Marshall Goff

Good morning and thank you for sharing your poetry Satish. It was a pleasure to read your amazing poetry today and I hope you will continue to write always. The best to you in your writing endeavors whatever they may be in 2011. Love- Carol Brown

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THE WARRIOR

Excellent poem! I love the sense of power created by the carefully chosen words. This leaves me turning the words over and over in my mind.- Misty Roper

we "the Westen World" subject our youngest, most vulnerable young men to the horrors of war, knowing full-well our intentions are profit-based....when will it stop? great write, as usual! Satish!- James Marshall Goff

The weekend is upon us once again and I hope yours is wonderful and that you might find the inspiration to keep writing your excellent poetry. It was a pleasure to read your poetry this morning Satish. Love- Carol Brown

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DANCING ON LEASH

As usual, a fascinating and intriguing foray into metaphors describing......struggles in life? Unfortunately I don't really understand it.- Cheeky Missy


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ANNIHILATION

your poems do prick the conscience and throw open interesting vistas like this one . Thank you for sharing.- Nikunj

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NAKED DOLL

And without hands trying to open the crypt of forefathers. the moon too has become a stranger. you are portaying hard and harsh realities........ thank you- Genova Maaa

nice work- narain, jay p.

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STRANGE MORROW

No comments  I wonder why.... A man of vision and wisdom.... To write with such depth....- She Whispers, TEXAS, USA

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MOVING OFF

I have no words to express as I read this three time..... A romantic classic  poem .*****- She Whispers

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Fever rising

Dear Sir, A heartfelt write. With regards- Shigufta Hena Uzma, Patna

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THE CALLER

I quite didn't get the imagery. But nice vocabulary you go there. Remember, complexity is never a characteristic of a good poem. Keep writing.- Dinesh Sairam, India


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MEANINGLESS

A sickle moon begins harpooning the stars. words again scream, fly like eagles in the valley of wounds in silence. i love these expressions.. i had to read many times to understand your poem. thank you.- Genova Maaa

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THE DEBRIS

Satish your personal signiture of emotion displays how you long to tell the story of the tortures of war, so as all will know the inhumanity, fear and horrors of the death camp; but the words are never adequate enough for you as the pain can only be seen in your eyes and felt in your heart. As for me, your works have opened my heart to a world I knew existed but never let it flow into my veins to bleed and clot so as a world of healing can begin and we might never again know another holocaust. Thank you for sharing your works Satish and for opening my eyes and wanting peace even more than ever.- Marcia Schechinger, USA


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Deep understanding

Beautiful fancy.- U Atreya Sarma, Secunderabad

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THE MELTING

fantastic work. -Alisdaire

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Broken Dam

Wow. You have A fantastic Vocabulary. A Poem is almost nothing with out the proper words. (: Very well written. it is pieced together Nicely. Something i can deffinetly relate to. Thanks For a Great read.- kisstherose

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Irony of Author

i didnt understand it all- merlynne
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LIFES TOAST

Good morning and thank you for sharing your poetry Satish. It was a pleasure to read your amazing poetry today and I hope you will continue to write always. The best to you in your writing endeavors whatever they may be in 2011. Love- Carol Brown

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SCENIC BEAUTY

Good morning Satish This is a wonderful, peaceful poem the images you string together here sleek and weighted balanced .Thank you for sharing .Sincerely- Pattra Shuwaswat, Netherland


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NAVIGATING

Theres a message somewhere behind this commanding display of written locution...And i'm going to figure it all out before i must give way to my daily dying.....-Frank James Ryan,Jr./FjR


nice- narain, jay p.


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Unwaking

Dear Sir, I could really imagine the picturesque while reading the poem. With regards,- Shigufta Hena Uzma, Patna

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ADDING TO WOES

wow i like it, looking at you from an empty glass, well done. - Dirk Kruger

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NAKED DOLL

nice work. - narain, jay p.


Wonderfully written poem!- Chris G. Vaillancourt

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UNWAKING

mysterious images with familiar flavors ... contemplating, the words dance across my silent tongue.- york2frisco

Absolutely wonderful!-Chris G. Vaillancourt

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HEALED LANDSCAPE

Very interesting, especially as usual with your curious metaphors. Again, it almost seems to make sense.....You are expressing aging and the entirety of this life? Fascinating, very.- Cheeky Missy 


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EACH THORN WAS CRYING

Congratulations on your poem being featured this week on soup, Satish. Always- Annalise Brigham

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GHOST TOWN

Satish,  " Better a meal of vegetables colored by love than a fatted calf  designed by war & poverty." Without God we have idols, All the best, - Jamieson

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PLASMA FLOATS

Satish, Sex & violence is a wildfire. It enflames the voyeur! All the best, - Jamieson

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ADAM’S MEND

Satish your bold and blundt writings of the devastation of man against man in times of war sores the heart, yet boggles the mind as I, for one, wonder how such cruelty and inhumanity could be followed and be considered an accepted way of life. I tear for the "mannequin" betrayed, I seeth at such revelation and I join you in this road of peace; so as no man can lead or no belief can again be followed to sell or torture others. Since following your works, I have researched these camps, and my eyes are opened to a way of life that no god could find acceptable. Thank you again.- Marcia Schechinger, USA


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Unwaking

It is a poem in the real sense with a tinge of mysticism Read thrice.-U K Atiyodi, Kandangali, Payyanur

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NO HURTS

Brillant write. -Debs

A man's words give him away! and you are so clear with this write, my dear...Love and Peace for always!- Romeo Della Valle

Nice poems of diiferent thems.-narain, jay p.

Five lonely couplets...supporting five seperate thought-waves...Show me a "Nexus" and i'll leave you an accolade...-Frank James Ryan,Jr./FjR

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BURNING

Very interesting....indeed....it is "deep" and unfortunately I do not quite make sense of it....yet almost seem to....without succeeding. Fascinating. Will you please explain it to me?- Cheeky Missy 


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DEEP UNDERSTANDING

Do i detect a smidgeoned slice of Shakespearian influence in your closing stanza ?- Frank James Ryan,Jr./FjR


An anguish of words here my friend and so wisely told. I adore the fourth stanza.- Fay Slimm

descriptive and expressive write... nice post!- Prince Obed de la CRUZ


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Unchartered self

Very sad but very well written.- Kalyani Kapur, Gurgaon

Satish ... fellow poet  a very moving poem with a sad ending "I had found you sitting in a graveyard" is jarring yet sad. warmest regards.-rassool jibraeel snyman, south africa

And mystery of love between

outcasts will never smell the hate.

Insane discretion wraps a baby

of a cloud to argue for parents.

Dear Sir, I loved the way you used the metaphor in making comparison. Regards,- Shigufta Hena Uzma, Roorkee

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CORONA

And, thus, Greenpeace be crowned and the Black Hole... castrated so the next earthly genre may actually see past the carnage of darkness, and the choking haze of smoked anthrocite...And breathe cleanly for the first time in eons . And,if only Moon knew what anathema it's been charged with in your betwixt ,yet intiguing verse...how ashamed it might be !- Frank James Ryan,Jr./FjR

nice poem- Chris G. Vaillancourt

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THIN VEIL

I tried reading the script,
and questioned myself,
who am I,
is this water fall within me.

Roadracers were trying to catch me….-dp

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TOO PROUD

THanks for sharing this poem!- Westly Shaw, USA


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ONLY BEING

Satish "...to become hungry again, for the knowledge which was never my fatal being", you are the messenger that keeps their names alive. Those who suffered or died through the hands of war need their story told... you are their voice, that we might forever remember the tragedy of loss. Thank you for constant efforts for Peace.- Marcia Schechinger, USA




Your writing shows you enjoy writing poems, and give the subject much thought.- Westly Shaw, USA


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LOSING AGAIN

Interesting work that I am reading..- Sara Kendrick

I am so happy to feel good enough to be reading poetry today. It was a pleasure to read your excellent write Satish. Love- Carol Brown

superb piece of writing - there is such sadness here -Liz Walsh

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TOXIC

Hello Satish: Evil is a word that can be used for events that are only irritating but your poem deals with evil as it is defined. Very Good Poem, which gives voice to those around the world that are affected by ancient and tribal violence which "throwing blue stars...in the eyes of believers." I stand with you against all forms of violence against innocent people. Your friend.- Paul Rainwater, USA


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UNWAKING

 likes this poem.- Chris G. Vaillancourt

Absolutely wonderful!- Chris G. Vaillancourt

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THE PRESENCE

Fascinating description.....I can't quite pinpoint exactly what of...but definitely. poetically describes.....???- Cheeky Missy


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Bringing down

The last line is really catchy. on the whole, i liked the poem very much.-Minu Susan Koshy, Hyderabad

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MY TABOO

Satish wonderful use of metaphors in this verse of the war and the dying spirit of those experiencing the daily binding of our flowers (lives). It would be difficult to not long for the "head of a spider" watching lives slip away. The "non-violent resistance" did not have time to purify the earth as another "passion flower" melts. As always for you, you poetry expresses the emotions felt and the healing that takes place after seeing such events. Thank you for continuing in always educating us on the realities and emotions damaged by war.- Marcia Schechinger, USA


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MEDALS AND AWARDS

Certain people carry out awful acts with the belief that they will be rewarded in heaven. Humans can make earth a heavenly place if they learn to love each other. Your words make me ponder, Satish.-Jacinta Ramayah, Malaysia


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A BONE-DEEP KNOWLEDGE

sir! wot a beautifulverse as apoet!!!!!!!!!!!!!
i ve been strictly following your poetry since long..and it has really had a deep impact on my juvenile head…………………you show the real difference between a budding poet and the one who has greyed his hair in the rain and shine of words and emotions………..im mjust mersmerised at your style………..great job sir!!!!!!!!!!keep writing and keep inspiring tender souls like us…………….- khushi varma


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