We met
Somewhere in this
Narrow cooridor of
Medicine!
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‘…This is life And it has got So many corridors! But, Are they really dark? …’ If I were a Vedantist I’d have commented as Paradox, Cosmic-Game [Lila]. But being a mundane self it aches my heart by allness. For communicating skill I’m voting not for the incident. dr. sakti PS Very rightly it has 3 votes but 32 comments.
yes life is cruel at times and we cannot find answers to asll our questions. thanks for sharing this poem.
Completely understand where you're coming from in this poem. Beautifully written, makes you think and ask questions, important ones
If there is guinnes book for crows, there is a chance for you to reach there through the corridors of life beyond death. Go in for more such endeavors, I mean write more like this. Heartfelt..
'So many doves here, But, now, sometimes Why they appear as crows? '.... pain filled lines...painful to read Premji...God can't be this merciless....or can He be? ....10
aweeeeee such a beautiful poem....it breaks my heart and makes me want to cry.......may their souls rest in peace......well penned little angel....hope you are safe in god's arms
Very hopeful poem, it is extremely touching reading her poems... They are beautiful and deeply felt. Love, Martine
Even in the darkest corridors of life we can have glimpses of fun and frolic to enjoy it. A great poem and a message from the little angel in this poem. CP
A very sorrowful poem. May they soul rest in peace.! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
even in the face of tragedy, man searches for meaning and solace. the young boy made it easier to bear the pain. for i believe, nothing heals like human touch and warmth. its a logical question at the end. dealing with terminal illness is very painful and time for refflection on life. very touching. what is remarkable is there is no self pity. she has left valuable lessons for us to learn. how do you explain why it happens before the time is ripe... Mamta
a sensitive write on the loss of a near one..life has so many corridors that we think if one is closed the other will open up soon only to find out that we were groping our way thru' darkness all the time
Very sad and tragic. I have no words because my heart full of tears.
Dear Silssa, how wonderful you are! ! God bless you. It was the heart speaks...a true poet blend....somewhere in this narrow corridors of life..........................it heappens..........and u the bold little girl left something for us to read...... to know you more..... u never remain alone...with all of our good prayers to you......
The fears and doubts that arise when anyone knows the end is near, the questions of the mind, her small joys blooming like flowers in the life of pain! To learn of courage, hope and how to seek and find joy amidst the thorns of painful life - Silssa, I too have a lot to learn from you. Leena
now, you are making all of us cry! i have come out of that dark corridor alive, with my gurus hand on my head.it is true!
Your sister has become a poem for all the world to read. Beautiful, Premji. Always your friend, Sandra