Thursday, May 17, 2012

A Dry Rivulet Comments

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A dry rivulet remembers her days
when it was the spring of her life
the rivers then tried to put her in bosom
any meadows were made fertile
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ramesh rai
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Roseann Shawiak 23 March 2014

Great imagery, blended with nature's beauty. Soul touching poem, your poetic heart lends a drop of tears on my bygone years as well. Really enjoyed this one. Thank you for sharing. RoseAnn

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Manohar Bhatia 13 November 2013

Ramesh, Your poem reminds me of my bygone days in my native place in Sind (now Pakistan) .That river was so full after the rainy season that we just had the time of our lives, ejoying bathing, eating mangoes and going for a picnic; your poem is similar. I liked the words { like a damsel of paradise) . Oh! whenneth commeth those days?

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Heather Wilkins 01 September 2013

a lot of thoughts about life as it really is. good write

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Pradip Chattopadhyay 17 July 2013

the river of life, flowing, then ebbing! great write, poet.

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Rekha Mandagere 18 May 2012

Dear friend, is it all life? But I see that something deeper in the bottom of the rivulet.Nice comparison and flow is really good!

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