Sunday, May 31, 2015

Homing Comments

Rating: 4.3

Words string together to music make..
Lilting mystical melodies of times beyond time
Where no space exists
Barriers of past, present, future collapse..
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Anita Sehgal
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Jazib Kamalvi 24 September 2017

A nice poetic imagination, Anita. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks.

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Meera Panigrahi 16 August 2015

Only Existence breathes Each breathe a musical note…. Soft, haunting notes seep in to cause uneasy stirrings rise to a crescendo - rapturous, heady, intoxicating.... Deeply stirring lines

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Anita Sehgal 17 August 2015

Thank you Meera, for the encouraging words! !

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Meera Panigrahi 16 August 2015

The other life beckons us. The source calls us back. Water rises s vapour to mingle with the clouds. So does our soul.. Lovely poem

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Sekharan Pookkat 31 May 2015

Here is the home And here is the heaven And here are the knots of whole musical notes Played in the violin of life in different pressure touches that evoked the third symphony. and bagged new path.

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Anita Sehgal 17 August 2015

Lovely words beautifully strung.. thank you! !

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