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lovely write.. I too feel it sometimes...are we misfits?

dear mamtaji, we poets too are real misfits in the globalized new world...........

IN THIS WORLD WITH MORE HAWKS THAN DOVES, - AN ARTIST DOES OCCASIONALLY FEEL THAT HE IS A MISFIT! THE NOBLE PEACE PRIZE HAS NOT BROUGHT ANY APPRECIABLE CHANGE FOR US EITHER! BUT I STILL LIKE TO PIN MY HOPE ON THE DOVE WHICH BROUGHT BACK A TWIG IN ITS BEAK AND SAT ON THE NOAH'S ARK TO GIVE HIM THE WELCOME MESSAGE THAT THE FLOOD WATERS WERE RECEEDING & LAND WAS IN SIGHT! -Raj

Intriguing thoughts avian drifting...you use the pigeon symbol very effectively there...between the past and the present, amidst changing environments bathed in the sporadic raining new life styles where do we stand? fit unfit misfit? nice theme nice delberation... Those pigeons there...do you feed them, Mamta or are they feeding you nice on your poetics? 10

Intriguing link between misfits. The concluding lines speak of compassion and empathy. Great work Mamta.

Mamta, I wonder how you get fit and tune in to every environment rural or urban to become misfit in the end. You could not hide the wave of sadness flowing unseeingly all through this wonderful poem. Birds are ancient and sacred beauty of a place. There is a small park just a few hundred yards from my house full of pigeons of every color. I visit them frequently. My little grandson Fozon is crazy for these pigeons and we have mutual secret understanding to visit these birds whenever he comes with his mother to see me. I don't know what else to say about this poem but it made me a bit sad for a while. Is that misfit ness of my feelings or something else? Regards Naseer

great astonishing composition Mamta...I am always in awe of your poems! ! ! ! Hats off

Your lovely poem shows how adaptable both human and avian species are. Today cities for me are alien places, places to visit when you have too. I spent most of my working life in cities, retired to more rural climes, hated it at first, I missed the cities buzz. Today I would not return. The way our world is going most people will live in them in the future. I feel it is a crying shame and wrong. I am sure the pigeons bring you lots of joy and i am sure they will enjoy your lovely prayer. Warm regards Bobx

Is it an old to a loved one or your beautiful? I was lost at some point.whichever way, a good piece which never left me in piece in spite of its sorrowful undertones