Sunday, September 4, 2022

Aimlessness-03 Comments

Rating: 5.0

Obscurity cared for the infant's pediatric life innocently where the motherly lap was way to life
At four, a playground was farming fields and a rustic prayer home with brother and cousin
Collecting paddy straws to help my mother in cooking and learning religion were duties daily
Sometimes Dang-guli game and scuffle with same age villagers were daily kith and kin
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Geeta Radhakrishna Menon 05 September 2022

Childhood episodes in life remain like a photograph in the mind, Remain blessed Mahtab.....10 + Favourite

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Geeta Radhakrishna Menon 05 September 2022

Wonderful narration of childhood memories and presented so beautifully through this poem.

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Richard Wlodarski 05 September 2022

It's always great to get a glimse of another poet's life. You've done it marvelously in such succinct form!

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Nosheen Irfan 05 September 2022

A beautiful glimpse into your childhood. Memories never die. You kept it short and succinct but gave a good picture of your life.

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Anjandev Roy 04 September 2022

Great representation.....thank u, dear friend...

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