Wednesday, November 4, 2015

Guilt Comments

Rating: 5.0

Each time I pick up those dirty plates
I see the leftovers
And I remember the boy
Digging the dingy box
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Madathil Rajendran Nair 06 November 2015

Can those dishes be ever cleaned? We carry the pain into our bedrooms and to our dreams - nay nightmares. There is no peace until the whole world is well-fed. Oh, when that can be? Till then, we are accursed to burn. (10)

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Bakuli Bhakali 09 November 2015

ya, that's true!

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Chinedu Dike 06 November 2015

The greatest act of charity is charity towards the uncharitable. A lovely depiction of an irony of life - while some folks have more than enough, some others have nothing to assuage the pangs of hunger. A lovely piece of poetry. well articulated and insightfully penned with conviction. Thanks for sharing Bakuli.

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Bakuli Bhakali 06 November 2015

thank you for a wonderful comment! !

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Abdulrazak Aralimatti 05 November 2015

I feel them waiting Verily, you are compassionate to feel the guilt and guilt followed by virtuous deed makes us a perfect being....10 I invite you to read my poems

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Bakuli Bhakali 05 November 2015

that'll be a great pleasure! ! !

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