Wednesday, July 27, 2011

Born To Be Prey Comments

Rating: 5.0

Arrows can pierce anytime on my back
I run hard with my green soul
No one gave me a shelter
I saw the door of a cave
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VIPINS PUTHOORAN
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Swetha Vanakayalapati 03 July 2012

helplessness......accepting situations though critical....! ! beautiful! !

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Sreelekha Premjit 05 February 2012

I appreciate your oneness with nature.

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Harindhar Reddy 29 October 2011

With level of creativity at the top, you are superstar. First time in my life I felt poem is too short as I enjoyed reading each line when I reached last line my heart sank as it failed to accept the poem has been finished. These lines rock anyone in the world............ 'I saw the door of a cave is opened. I leapt forward cautiously. And I accepted an outroar. And I became his prey.'' A great poem by a great writer who is climbing each wrung of the ladder with his poetry.... Kudos! rating Perfect 10++++

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Kevin Patrick 26 October 2011

Green is symbolic in lots of religions for being a colour for prosperity, green was used in the roman festivals of Saturnalias which later transferred to Christmas, in my Celtic heritage wearing green was considered witchcraft and for sorcery. (from what I read from some sources) Eitherway I like the texture of the poem.

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Minu Alex 05 October 2011

Why the soul is always green?

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Allemagne Roßmann 16 September 2011

Yeah..its preying the readers now..

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Dave Walker 10 September 2011

Good poem. Keep it up

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Swarnendu Biswas 10 August 2011

nice, who knows who is prey and who predator?

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Hans Vr 28 July 2011

Sometimes we are caught between two evils. The anguish was palpable while reading this poem. A very strong and well written poem.

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