Death On The Hillside Comments

Life is just a passing show and the days we lived are the gains that we lose at the end of the road. A scintillating poem on morbid death.

Profound n powerful. Death is a sore reality. It's the ultimate destination of human journey. Your descriptive abilities are at their best. A great descriptive n narrative write, reflective of your keen observation and deep insight. A huge 10.

A kingfisher watched the scene from an overhead line unable to sing. Perhaps, a sob choked its vocal strings. Rain clouds still wept on the peaks, unseen birds trilled in the thick of the woods strains of melancholy turning the dripping after a throbbing pang- - - - - - A poignant and powerful write .- -Death is the ultimate reality - - -Every body has to die one day. Realization of this fact makes us humble.

Each one has to die, each day must fade; life is that way, we like it or not; ...................................... What a way to conclude this poem! How realistically and poignantly you have presented the scene! The pathetic spectacle tugs at the heart strings, though the aggrieved is a total stranger to you and me. You felt it deep and with the same intensity we are able to feel it! That's the power of a great write! Top marks!

As usual very good nair. Life is like that. Keep writing. ...

A poignant poem written with sensitivity. The lugubrious effect you created involving the elements around is also commendable. innu njaan nale nee