Monday, February 1, 2010

And I Flow... Comments

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Unnamed river of mysterious origins
At the high mountains, am i
Flowing in multiple paths
From the terrains touched
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indira babbellapati
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Nice flow. Keep on flowing.

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‘Absorbing all yet at core ‘I’m what I am at my origins…’ Yeah what you’re that you’re… Kept you enigmatic as ‘Unnamed’ ‘Mysterious’… No you’re not so you’re Poetica Naturalis Voted 10 Ms. Nivedita UK

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Nimal Dunuhinga 06 February 2010

That unnamed mysterious river and the flow still a dilemma, a great poem dear English professor!

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Pradyumna Jyotir 02 February 2010

Some lock my flow Some block my rhythm Some quench their thirst Some wash their murk Some just pass me by… M'am what wonderful lines. When man with nature, her anguish can be understood. yet she is resilient. She ebbs and flows..wonderful work m'am...

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Maitreyee Joshi 02 February 2010

a lovely poem ma'am.u never fail to touch the cord of the reader's heart.i simply loved it.

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Samanyan Lakshminarayanan 02 February 2010

a lovely beautiful flowing poem

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Ying Escalona 02 February 2010

nice work Indira, as always it made me wished to contain and allow no single dropp left flowing because i believed..its all gold

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Rakesh Bedi 01 February 2010

you are talking about Ganges or someone else, is not clear in the poem, indira....just think about it, dear.....

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indira babbellapati

indira babbellapati

visakhapatnam, india
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