Friday, September 25, 2009

Ember Comments

Rating: 5.0

The old ember is still red hot
concealed under the dry soot
like a drunken architect' latent intellect;
like a cast off genius in a deep slumber
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Sathya Narayana
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Rachel Butler 09 October 2009

As if it is paying its last homage Rachel Ann Butler

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Bob Blackwell 09 October 2009

As we grow older our embers dim, only from time to time to burst into flames. The truth for us lies in whether we like our embers cold or full of passion. Excellent write Sathya. regards Bob

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Seema Chowdhury 08 October 2009

very nice and interesting write. thanks for sharing.

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Samanyan Lakshminarayanan 02 October 2009

a deep thought..lovely use of metaphors...excellent write...10

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Kesav Easwaran 01 October 2009

good use of metaphors to bring in a truth...good write...10

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Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar 30 September 2009

after a long spell i read your poems. far matured. this is an excellent piece. shan

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Antonio Liao 28 September 2009

what a sweet remembrance of the past......an endless time of memory showered in the ecstasy of genuine of pure heart....an 'ember' that possess no one but the heart that see the meaning of what is the pointless beginning to stay....excellent feeling my friend...God bless a 10 +++++

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Allan Macli Borges 26 September 2009

'When at last the ember becomes a cinder ........ People mutter, “Oh ember, I miss your ardor' life is just like this...10 for your beautiful poem

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Catrina Heart 25 September 2009

The old ember is still red hot Concealed under the dry soot Alike a drunken architect’ latent intellect Like a cast off genius in a deep slumber Like a hidden flower diffusing its scent ---- great picturesque dear...wonderful metaphors and theme...10/10

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Sathya Narayana

Sathya Narayana

Nellore, Andhra Pradesh
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