A River In Your Eyes

Wow, with each poem of yours that I read, I become more and more fascinated by your style, and by the phrases that inhabit your poems.
Enjoy effulgent days, and exquisite nights,
unto the exultations of Heaven.-Starward

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How will You See the Moon?

One is a volcano of love. The other is reflecting it like a mirror without any feeling. By removing ignorance one tries to make her see the moon, a symbol of love.-Rajendra Singh Baisthakur, Nellore

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Whom I Dispel

Excellent poem, I liked it Full Stars.-Rajan T Renganathan

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What A Cut

I find your poetic style very instructive.
Enjoy effulgent days, and exquisite nights,
unto the exultations of Heaven.-Starward

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No Negativity

The poet is in pain. Love is painful. Love lorn the poet swallows burning pain.-Rajendra Singh Baisthakur, Nellore

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Zen Shuts the Eyes

The elite are silent when evil things are happening. This leads to disaster.-Rajendra Singh Baisthakur, Nellore

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No Love is Safe

"Sun writes graffiti on the clouds" - Your ability to personify is quite inspiring.-jenaro

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Gruelling Descent

The poet suggests that there is need to clean up certain things related to religion. Love is the medicine to clean up the maladies in today’s world. He says that though we created so many temples with love for god in turn god has not helped us by developing love between us, human beings.-Rajendra Singh Baisthakur, Nellore

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Golden Birds Are Falling

Hello. A message to let you know I've dedicated a poem to you. It's titled 'Who are you?' and was created 3 days ago. I'd be curious to know what you think of it. Thanks.-Teytonon

The unusual structure of your phrases increases the evocative power of the poem.
Enjoy effulgent days, and exquisite nights,
unto the exultations of Heaven.-Starward

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Golden Birds Are Falling

Hello. A message to let you know I've dedicated a poem to you. It's titled 'Who are you?' and was created 3 days ago. I'd be curious to know what you think of it. Thanks.-Teytonon

The unusual structure of your phrases increases the evocative power of the poem.
Enjoy effulgent days, and exquisite nights,
unto the exultations of Heaven.-Starward

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Natural Tears

Both love and war are inherent in human nature. A man who thinks right will move on the path of Buddha. Realization of true nature of things equates pain and pleasure.-Rajendra Singh Baisthakur, Nellore

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A Pygmy God Bleeds

Although I dislike the title, I think the poem presents an excellent balance of specific imagery and abstract concepts.
Enjoy effulgent days, and exquisite nights, unto the exultations of Heaven.-Starward

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The Mystic Path

Romantic youth is exaggerated facts. As one moves on, when bitterness of life is faced love becomes less tasty. When one attains maturity all that is identified as self disappears.-Rajendra Singh Baisthakur, Nellore

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Panther In Cage

Poetry relives the pain in its own way. Crafty poem.5****-M. Asim Nehal

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Our Resistance

Rise and Fall are cyclic. One who has control over his actions and completes his tasks in time wins. This struggle is everlasting.-Rajendra Singh Baisthakur, Nellore

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A Sea Of Moons

I really, REALLY!. like this poem. The voice speaking seems rather casual and conversational. yet the tone becomes eerie from the first few words. Is that word "pinned," in the first line, just a phrase, or to be taken literally? And what kind of watchman---a security guard, or a horrified witness to some strange goings-on? The person being addressed, who is pinned to a board to watch some sort of process, is watching as the nomenclature of pain changes, but the watcher is now not able to move a mouse (the computer device, or the roden?---the ambiguity increases the poem's effect). The fianl stanza shows us violet acquiring hands (mutations?), voices dimmed (is sound now perceived as light?), and the sky is darkening. Who or what the two small eyes belong to is left unstated, but, in reading this, I become sure that the eyes in the final line are not those of the watchman in the first and second lines.

I beiieve this poem is a brilliant demonstration of the ability to compress so much activity, and an implied sense of eerieness, in the fewest words and lines possible. A huge backstory is also implied; but not disclosed at all.

I applaud your accomplishment in this poem. It is one of the finest of its kind---a poem about mysteriously eerie occurences---that I have read in a long time.

Enjoy effulgent days, and exquisite nights, unto the exultations of Heaven.-Starward

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My Commitment

It seems like I like it, I just don’t think I’m clear on “brave robbery “ and where it should take me?-Bobby O

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Moods Killed

Present world is not kind to soft feelings like love. But it is difficult to point out who particularly is responsible for this. No system like religion is able to control this.-Rajendra Singh Baisthakur, Nellore

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Wavelengths

Wavelengths are different for different people. But if they are too far apart, as in the case of aliens, no meaningful communication takes place.-Rajendra Singh Baisthakur, Nellore

Two opposites never meet and the same is applicable to human connections too, Satish jee. Emotional blackmails, misunderstandings, and lack of cooperation are the reasons for this. A well-written poem, indeed.-Padma, Hyderabad

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Increasing Angst

Absolutely true.-James Michael

I got lost. Stratosphere laughs andThe moon to touch in inclement weather ? The imagery seems arbitrary and not connected . I’m sure it’s me as am still learning to stretch my mind to catch metaphors.-Bobby O

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Your God, My God

Although not entirely sure of what is means, I like this poem very much. It reminds me of some French symbolist poems.
Enjoy effulgent days, and exquisite nights,
unto the exultations of Heaven.-Starward

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Slaying Demons

The poet seems to hint at ‘Sati’, an earlier practice in which woman used to sit on the pyre of her husband and immolated herself. Subsequently people recognized her as a goddess.-Rajendra Singh Baisthakur, Nellore, AP

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When Would You Come?

An infinite row of kisses waiting for the lake to scream...beautiful dear poet. A fantastic poem!-Dr Dillip K Swain

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Flutey Silence

I feel a certain gravitas embodied by a well executed plan and my faith is well earned by your authors verite yet, humbly I must admit, earned accolades aside, my grasp of the last line is not exactly clear and hear by request you enhance my straining incite?-Bobby O

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