A Bird Has No Wings In The Storm Comments

What a soft touching on a palpating heart! wonderfully written.

What a soft touching on a palpating heart! wonderfully written.

I enjoyed this very sentimental ending.

you keep us with a famous story of him walk towards in the memory lane melancholy tune of windbells in Yoshiwara, still I breathe the cool breeze there and I sniff the fragrance of death from isolated graveyards I would like to drown in Sumida -kawa like Dazai Ozamu san who killed himself by drowning in the lakeTamagawa at Inokashira park.

I can feel the heartfelt write...a very good dedication...interesting too very much...thank you

Amazing poetic story, nice narration...fine tribute to your friends...10+++

I know why the caged bird sings........

Your title is very sad and expressive. I would guess that you go to Japan in your mind quite often. Bittersweet and very beautiful, my friend. As always, Sandra

An excellent lines which float me towads the imaginary place in Japan(I have never visited, but dreamt of) grateful to you for the pleasure given by those nice compossition. With lots of Regards, Kolitha

An excellent write Nimal and a wonderful tribute to those you miss. Thankyou Nimal for sharing this poem.--Melvina--

A beautiful tribute nestles in this wonderful poem of memories yearned for. Very evocative Nimal, Justine

We are all birds in guilded cages of life's walk in time before we meet with makers in the skies. A great ten in writing kind sir. God bless all poets-MJG.

A wonderful expression of tribute My favourite part, and the part inwhich I am voting for is: I walk towards in the memory lane melancholy tune of windbells in Yoshiwara, still I breathe the cool breeze there Hauntingly beautiful words here Nimal Love duncan X

Hi Nimal, My mother is Japanese, she was born in Hiroshima. My sister and brother were born there too. I have not gone to Japan, but I do look on the website. My sister would like me to go with me next year. I would like to drag my mother with us. Then she can translate (ha ha) Beautiful dedication to your friends. The poem was excellent. Take care.

A very evocative and captivating poem, with great energy and feeling. wonderful

A beautiful poem drifting between sacred landscape and the mindscape of sad and pleasant memory.

My heart lies in the in Thailand a place i would like to finsh my days but not yet may be tomorrow. take careRoy.

A bird has wings in a strom, it must just find the flow of least torment until the storm calms. A good and sad write Nimal.