Saturday, January 9, 2010

Desire Comments

Rating: 3.3

i nurse it
i nurture it
at times
i neglect it
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indira babbellapati
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Leonard Dabydeen 12 February 2010

What a beautiful confession of your 'desire'. A provocative write. You make me feel as if 'desire' is like an unforgiven wound, perpetual in the nature of things.Desires...Hopes...Dreams... ahhhh! this life! I tell you! Enjoy this poem. Blessings. Leonard

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Chandrashekar A Posy Poet 16 January 2010

that's fantastic desire indeed...................

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Nivedita Bagchi SPC UK 13 January 2010

Very nicely explored various facets of ‘Desire’…the diving force …since creation…’Ek O Ham Bhhau Syham’ Veda…[I’m One want to Many] …the Primordial Desire [Evolution] …10++ Ms. Nivedita UK

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Sarvesh Kulkarni 11 January 2010

exactly! desire....is a disease. simple and short poem. thank you.

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Adens Kamwi 09 January 2010

well penned lovely to read

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Linda Ori 09 January 2010

'It perpetually tickles the insides with the flutter of a wing'. What a wonderful description, Indira! Yes, desire is always there, we just don't always choose to acknowledge it. A lovely, very simple yet profound write - love it!

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sounds about right to me.. finely said lady.

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indira babbellapati

indira babbellapati

visakhapatnam, india
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