Friday, November 7, 2014

A Twilight Of Larger Dimensions Comments

Rating: 5.0

What is happening to this world of odds?
Ideas are no longer my candles
And my nights have grown longer like the Caribbean wail
Days are no more those happening hours
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M D Dinesh Nair
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Om Chawla 06 January 2015

An outstanding write, Mr. Dinesh. The concern and agony at the turmoil humanity is facing nay experiencing is so beautifully expressed in this poem. I am in total agreement with my fellow poets in their appreciation of the poem.

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Geetha Jayakumar 03 January 2015

Beautiful poem on current situation for people across the world are facing. Very true said in few lines... Nights have begun to taste salty and then bitter and As the sweetness of the day is gone I look forward to a twilight of unconsciousness. I agree with Valsa comment. Many things we watch helplessly, unable to do anything.

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Deepak Kumar Pattanayak 15 November 2014

Your concern is very genuine and you always strive to drive home global human sufferings that we see somewhere and some part of the corner of this world taking place everyday and your poems are the mirrors of such gruesome and ugly events and presented so touchingly that it's bound to awaken a sleeping soul to think for a while......Dineshji.......you are a great soul with great concern for human beings....10/10

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Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi 08 November 2014

The sun puts the cap during night and the moon has already begun to sob from her dark chambers...cleverly imagined, ,

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Saheb Mohapatra 07 November 2014

a very unique way to express this poem............greatly pleased.................your writing skills are really heart-touching.............thanks for sharing it..

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Valsa George 07 November 2014

Nights have begun to taste salty and then bitter and As the sweetness of the day is gone I look forward to a twilight of unconsciousness. What a poem.... What severe agony is expressed! This poem sounds like T.S. Eliot's The Love Song of Alfred.J. Prufrock where he describes the evening spread out against the sky as a patient etherized! The protagonist of the poem speaks of the ennui and boredom of modern living when he laments...' I am pinned and wriggling on the wall! It seems that you are carrying on your head all problems of the world....The carnage in Pakistan, the molestation in India, the crusades and persecution in Syria, the famine of Somalia and what more! Relax.... friend! Such problems have been there all through history! Ignore imaginary problems and face life! An advice from an elder sister... if you don't mind! .. Great write on par with that of Eliot!

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