Tuesday, July 19, 2016

A Bird Named Desire Comments

Rating: 5.0

Eggs of the bird named desire
are my life's possession,
some hatch and sing over my existence.
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Sumit Ganguly
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Dancing in the desert of desire where oasis and rivers reside. Well done my friend.

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Sumit Ganguly 25 July 2016

Hi Howard, thank you for the nice comment.

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Sasanka Sekhar Panda 23 July 2016

Preferring the muddy garden path the poet' is longing for peace in life. The desire is an unending dream.Excellent poem.

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Sumit Ganguly 24 July 2016

Thank you for the comment, Desire is surely an unending dream.

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Kelly Kurt 20 July 2016

A well conceived and written poem, Sumit. Thank you

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Subhas Chandra Chakra 19 July 2016

Eggs of the bird named desire are my life's possession, some hatch and sing over my existence. What a great poem with so beautiful metaphors! Loved the style, skill and its essence.10++ for the poem. Thanks poet.

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