Sunday, October 18, 2009

Domestic Shades-20 Comments

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I can't be without writing
Yet I can't....for

I sang 'Jack and Jill'
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Indira Renganathan
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Indira Renganathan 18 October 2009

Since this poem, posted on 17th oct i.e yesterday was missing on this page this morning i.e 18th oct I had to repost it and here are the comments immediately got... Wow..wow..woww... i can feel both my past and present this poem.... These sweet Nursery Rhymes I by-hearted still reverberates in me.... The pressure cooker interrupts me too....while writing.... and am as helpless as you are! Wish I could hear you singing these rhymes...Ranjit Ravindran i am able to feel the poetic pressure inside there...let your grand daughter bring the best dishes out of your poem pot! ...nice to read...compelling...10...Kesav Easwaran A very interesting and original piece....Indira...Sandra Martyres

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Samanyan Lakshminarayanan 18 October 2009

you bring in all the rhymes in to this beautiful poem..in between your grand daughter, daughter, cryiing cooker ghost and your writting skills...a multi tasked granny you have become...excepting the third all others are a absolute pleasure mam please read my 'dazzling lights in the sky - diwali' 'dainty darlings'

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Krishnarasa Seshadri 18 October 2009

Dont mind the ghost.....come back to your writing! ! ! Beautifully portrayed your feeling, this poem did......

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rago rago 18 October 2009

loveliest write.......let the cooker ghost cry.....yet your pen is most valued......a poet, a writer or a genius always from their humble place.......

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