Saturday, December 5, 2009

^ Her Pride Comments

Rating: 3.3

She's soft as a feather
Spilling with pride
Sailing smooth waters
A swan that just glides
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Kesav Venkat Easwaran 02 May 2022

Revisiting your piece. Yes, a sweet Dove indeed!

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Indira Renganathan 18 December 2009

I'm reminded of those ending lines of a nursery rhyme'mother's pet, lovely too, is that you? ...no doubt, you're becomming everybody's pet....a nice adorable poem...and what is mandara poo in tamil...thank you

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Ranjit Ravindran 12 December 2009

Wow..Lovely Lady is she.

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Kesav Easwaran 07 December 2009

you have very eloquently portrayed that 'she' of yours and her pride, Mandara...a wonderful she, she must be! the poem well versed, the words just glide over the lines swan like, on a serene pond-face...as an outsider, i feel this write contain telling indicative imageries! 10

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Ravi Sathasivam 06 December 2009

'She's early at sunrise Some pure thoughts that gleam A crystal clear sweetness She spells out in streams...' That's beautiful write. Well penned Enjoyed reading it 10+

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