Tragedies of war and unnatural deaths happen in spite of our faith in an omnipotent, all-caring and protective 'Lord' - attributes perceived by us as hallmarks of the Supreme. We absolve the Lord of failure to be just with our convoluted reasoning. The poem makes us ponder. -GSP Rao, Hyderabad
Wednesday, July 30, 2014
Sunday, July 27, 2014
Friday, July 25, 2014
Salvaging
Thursday, July 24, 2014
Dignity
An individual free from conceptualisation does listen to the vibrations of the only truth, alone. Day is not vision, night not in obfuscation for the traveller. Pleasure reading. Warm regards, - Supratik Sen,
Hyderabad
Tuesday, July 22, 2014
Doves had stopped flying
The poem has a strange combination of poignance and acceptance. Excellent poem replete with poetic functions. Let us wait until the earth refuses to conceive and doves cease to fly. Otherwise, there doesn't seem to be a way out. Thank you for sharing this poem. Warm regards, -Supratik Sen, Hyderabad
Blazing trail
Yes, thoughts! The second stanza is pretty much open in my opinion. The image of water has come out superbly to depict the ramifications thoughts have over us. Thank you so very much for sharing this poem! Warm regards, -Supratik Sen, Hyderabad
Sunday, July 20, 2014
Wednesday, July 16, 2014
Untrodden Snow
Delightful! Liked!-puds1957
Such fabulous style. I've not yet uncovered it's full meaning, but sometimes that is what makes reading others' work so interesting.-SuzyPallor
Such fabulous style. I've not yet uncovered it's full meaning, but sometimes that is what makes reading others' work so interesting.-SuzyPallor
PEACE
The poem whispered to me ...peace.- David Wetzel (leafsailors ghost)
Everybody likes the peace but the warmongers make it pieces?- nimal dunuhinga
Everybody likes the peace but the warmongers make it pieces?- nimal dunuhinga
Tuesday, July 15, 2014
BLUE DIVINITY
Insightful and interesting write.- SuperSlimJim
RETURN OF THE POET
the scent of the old garden of life still the fragrance in the flower beds while seeds were crying? poet draws the season well!- nimal dunuhinga
Sunday, July 13, 2014
I was closing the weeping chapter
Wonderfully philosophical. And the talent to present symbols. A poet's heart is exposed.-UK Atiyodi, Kandangali, Payyanur
'I was closing the weeping chapter' is here to stay until we do away with our respective angers, worries, intolerances, mistrusts, jealousies, expectations, blame-games and a whole lot of other Gracelessness. To build a new world, we have to build the Self. I am the blast, I am the demon, and I am the God, 'I am Brahman, and this is the only truth' amidst a pack of lies. As long as there is I and You, and not the only I, there is no liberty from the blasts in any form or shape. As usual, I have read this poem a number of times while being at work! Warm regards, -Supratik Sen, Hyderabad
'I was closing the weeping chapter' is here to stay until we do away with our respective angers, worries, intolerances, mistrusts, jealousies, expectations, blame-games and a whole lot of other Gracelessness. To build a new world, we have to build the Self. I am the blast, I am the demon, and I am the God, 'I am Brahman, and this is the only truth' amidst a pack of lies. As long as there is I and You, and not the only I, there is no liberty from the blasts in any form or shape. As usual, I have read this poem a number of times while being at work! Warm regards, -Supratik Sen, Hyderabad
Saturday, July 12, 2014
FOOD WAS LEFT ON THE PLATE
sweet, almost sinister, I smile...I loved this. I hope you know the talent that a kid like me can see shining in your work...:D- O'Tadghan
Wednesday, July 9, 2014
Ecstasy
The dead tongue now seeks syntax of the lips that smell like enemies.
At the epicentre! A pleasure reading the poem. Warm regards,-Supratik Sen, Hyderabad
At the epicentre! A pleasure reading the poem. Warm regards,-Supratik Sen, Hyderabad
Tuesday, July 8, 2014
Saturday, July 5, 2014
DEATH AND VISION
The game of politics is always rough.No justice,no humanity,no authentic truth!.
Deception is the rule of the day,where as cold blood killings dominate.....Here lays the truth that, a politician can never be sincere.- Nuru J.I Mhina
Deception is the rule of the day,where as cold blood killings dominate.....Here lays the truth that, a politician can never be sincere.- Nuru J.I Mhina
Tuesday, July 1, 2014
LAUGHING SKULL
captivating poem i lost myself in this poem during the read.well done.-Brian Jani
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