Tuesday, December 5, 2017

As The Green Leaves Turn Gray.... Comments

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The green leaves that begin to sprout today
Will grow bigger day by day.
They'll dance to the tunes of the whistling breeze,
And to their right and left they'll merrily sway.
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Khairul Ahsan
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Khairul Ahsan 18 August 2020

Yes Edward, you have rightly understood. Thanks for reading my poem, and kindly appreciating it.

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Khairul Ahsan 17 August 2020

Thank you Elena Sandu, for your very appreciative and kind comment. I am greatly inspired!

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Khairul Ahsan 16 August 2020

Thank you, @Anil Kumar Panda, for conferring upon my poem so high a praise. I am greatly inspired by your kind comment and elated by the appraisal.Thanks for quoting lines from my poem, that's an honour.

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Khairul Ahsan 16 August 2020

Many thanks, Geeta, for sharing your thoughts on my poem. Greatly inspired by your kind appraisal. The lines quoted from the poem gave me extra inspiration, knowing that you enjoyed reading those. Best wishes and happy writing!

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Edward Kofi Louis 17 May 2020

" As winter sets in, their youthful life will begin to end" ! Because, they can't stand the cold. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Elena Sandu 31 January 2018

Most grateful thanks for reminding us of how precious is each life. Sending love and smiles to every leaf of our world however young or old.

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Anil Kumar Panda 25 December 2017

A beautiful poem on the journey of life. The flow, the rhyming and the metaphor used are simply extraordinary. 'As the Winter sets in Their youthful life will begin to end. The boughs and the branches will leave them quietly, The earth beneath will beckon to befriend.'.. the commencement of journey to the end starts here. Great ink. Thanks for sharing.

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Geeta Radhakrishna Menon 06 December 2017

A very beautiful poem that portrays the truth of life. I liked the way the poem unfolded and effortlessly moved towards its destination, To quote a few lines: They'll dance to the tunes of the whistling breeze, And merrily to their right and left sway. They will eagerly wait for the call Of the soil down below, as and when it may! And merge with her in eternal love For the next journey, who knows, of agony or mirth? Really enjoyed reading this beautiful poem Khairul ji.

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