Each Time I Closed My Eyes Comments

Close your eyes to badness...a moral you are inserting onto the narration of your horror night experience...good work...i liked...10

Good poetry interesting to read. So you suggest that moving into nothingness leads us to two more paths eternity of bliss and woe or something beyond good and bad something like exceeding polarity. Well than you try to break open the narrow domestic walls good poetry and thought.

a very inticately woven poem of addressing and conquering our fears, both internal and external. nicely worded and wound together to create a vivid visual poem. good work. keep writing. Jen

i see two points in this poem. 1) the closing of the eyes will not make the horrors dissapear 2) the closing of the eyes can lead you to follow a better path in life. either way- the poem is very good and well written. a ten

it was as if your soul was scared to look within until you found the strength inside i liked this poem lots!

it was then, and now each time I close my eyes I wish I was little more wise it would have been so wonderful and fine only if I could rewind some time...... Whats say..? nice one...I have read all your poems and this one I like most....wish to read more from you in similer leage..

nice poem...it made me think of the fears that i have

Thanx for the read Anusha, it was a enjoyable and well thought out poem. And it was very cohesive and well flowing A 10 from me

a great introspection...well expressed of scary thoughts and to release the fear.. nice write...

a scary night well conquered very good job surya

a good poem creative i must say, inspired perhaps by a scary dream...good work Anusha...thanks...10

By expressing her sensations, the poet uses in her lyric poem cognitive metaphors, eg.'' My eyes were shut tight, '' and visual metaphor, eg: ''To forget those eyes of sparkling red''. The stanzas format does justice to the theme....good poem..10++

You are not alone.... Cheers. Subroto

you definitely have a free flow of words...and you don't waver from the subject you chose keep writing anusha

when i read this it made me happy something i need alot the kneeling grace of this peom is written very well i enjoyed it very much post back and do keep writting 10+++

Images can be a frightning thing in life. BUT, images break like a balloon.

Each time I close my eyes, I see the lovely face warm and full of grace kissing me kneeling down upon my forehead and whispering to me oh my dear do you remember me? That is my mom she is in the land of God from where I sleep time call her to my bode....... Your poem is very beautiful and inspiring and hence I felt like writing a few lines.....Thk you Anu.