Dying Poetry Comments

there is no image or metaphor a waking coma paralyses the mind and the universe moves on : If any human being can not use the words to think poeticaly there is no life rest for him worth to live.A wonderful perception, Barry!

Mind is just like empty and blank paper. A ghost is leaning over keyboard. This is very hard to express and write a dying poetry. It seems like this as childhood has returned in old age. Behavioral changers happen in old age. Wonderful poem is very well crafted and shared....10

the poem is like the amla, the antioxidant, more you chew, sweeter its juice.

A sadness pervades through the poem. The pain of an impending doom is very well conveyed. Without melodrama n sentimentality, you rouse the reader's emotions. A super 10.