Friday, April 28, 2017

Slashed Wound

A very powerful poem that digs deep and deserves reading again to absorb the full strength of what you convey.-Avril Meallem, Jerusalem, Israel

It is a stark contrast from what I read just now. But the strength and the earnestness with which is written the poem, with the first line of every stanza telling you something stark, fundamental, you align yourself, almost automatically wounded with its angst. One really wonders as to how long this meditation will continue. 'The sky quivers' is an image that shivers inside the mind of the reader. -Supratik Sen, Kolkata

Wednesday, April 26, 2017

Pleading

Interesting thought provoking piece.-Milly Hayward

STUFFED SILENCE

Every word in the poem was eager to form into meaningful lines; I could connect from end to end. -
Supratik Sen, Kolkata

Tuesday, April 25, 2017

The Other Periphery

Absruse wonderment that wanders unsealed. Leave a container opened so it can contain itself decently.-Robert Murray Smith

Day-Night

Amazing expression- writing a poem- 'with soaring flames of my heart'. Thanks.-Rajnish Manga

Saturday, April 22, 2017

Message of Lilli Blakk

Hey, Satish!
Your poetry is just incredible, I don't check Hello Poetry very often - but when I do, I am always delighted to read what you have written :)
Anyways, I just thought I'd flick you a message to say "Hey" -Lilli Blakk

Summer’s Fault

Quite a unique write. A well weaved tapestry of words. ~-JacieStralkoDuca

Friday, April 21, 2017

Individuality

THOSE MOMENTS* ARE NOW FADING QUICKLY ! NOT SO QUIETLY ! ........ THEN : GONE -OUTBACK

Thursday, April 20, 2017

Survival

Very insightful and well written. Beautiful job!-Ren

ANTIMATTER

Nicely projected the conception of Antimatter. Enjoyed. Your writings are intense and with a deep underlying thought. -Jasneet Kaur, New Delhi

Sunday, April 16, 2017

Awakening

A deep stirring call for 'Awakening'. TFS.-Jasneet Kaur, New Delhi

Saturday, April 15, 2017

Dreams

The tremors return,
when I start drinking moon, from―
your glittering eyes.
These lines tell the whole story. A poem of great profundity. Thanks for sharing.-Jayatissa K. Liyanage

For A Desirable World

We often veiw death as such a dark thing
sometimes its all the light one needs
being aware of its presence and welcoming it.-well done- SoloSolace 

Wednesday, April 12, 2017

Reverberating

You are one of a kind, extraordinary in every sense, your words flow from a river vibrant and strong, I look forward to your every thought.-James Michael Schwab

Monday, April 10, 2017

Smash The Book

Sharpness is quite justified. Sanity might also arrive upon smashing the book. Excellent write, I couldn't ever imagine using pickled bone, but the adjective I guess has to come from geniuses like you. Keep writing and keep some of us trembling too. -Supratik Sen, Kolkata

Sunday, April 9, 2017

Eternality

Sharp, clear, concise lines and surreal metaphors. I enjoyed this. -flameinthesnow 

Saturday, April 8, 2017

Home Which Never Was..........

Yes nothing will alter some of our hurt. Very striking layout (the tableau your tried to sketch) of the poem. -Supratik Sen, Kolkata

Thursday, April 6, 2017

Stary Thoughts

Haikus deeply meaning. who was blind?, those who got away with the tear drops...Much love your way.-Diamond

Honey Trap

I really enjoyed this poem! What is "Coci" out of curiosity?-LukeMorrison

Wednesday, April 5, 2017

Historical Grief

I Have Grief Lately
This poem speaks to all the pried open pathways that lie dormant until death happens. Thanks for this one that addresses the raw and not the overly cooked. - allets

Statements

take your pick...good write mate!-willyweed

Death Was Pure

An outstanding write, loved the darkness of it. Wonderful!-Rebecca Lyle

Sunday, April 2, 2017

Stains Are Darkening

Nicely articulated. The poem has philosophical undertones- How much the truth was.... lying? Thanks.-Rajnish Manga

Not A Fate

That's a clever concept to think about. We do indeed follow lines until they become our creations. -Relic 

Hauling

There are so many things that do not make meaning even when said a million time, But a heart of love understands all things for they are pure to it and amenable. Nice poem. Satish-David Bokolo