(077) Premji Comments

Prem, These twenty six letters are my weapons… they are mine too My Crutch, my food for Life My little shade from bitter Fate Unless I express what I feel I may choke and die I live because I write! Prem, you are true to what you write, with a social conciousness on what happens around us. I am yet to reach such heights as you and linger behind dwelling within my own imagined sorrow. You have so beautifully painted your inner potrait, it could be called 'An Abstract Sketch - Of Self'.10+++ please read my, 'Who am I' and 'You may call me Mad' Angel

Premji, this is so heart warming. who am i is a good question to start from. but it is undeniable that YOU LIVE UPTO YOUR NAME, and your poetry is heart felt.10 Mamta

You have well written the meaning of each of us in this entirely delightful poem that is sustaining and trying to answer the question that each of us broods over perpetually. Great poem, and indeed yours is surely a great mind. arya.