Monday, October 14, 2019

I...Am...Not...Indispensable Comments

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The world does not end
when one goes away

12.5 BILLIONS were not here yesterday
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Anjandev Roy 16 October 2019

it is a River of No Return.........brilliantly penned.anjandev roy..

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Mahtab Bangalee 16 October 2019

THE TRUTH of life OH the great delusional power! END one not END all; BEFORE has gone AFTER is coming by beyond REMAINING nothing but in everything FINISHED nothing LIFE a round river mysteriously has RETURNING sperm to be ALIVE JOINT! ! !

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Me Poet Yeps Poet 16 October 2019

nice spermy poetry shows you are still active keep at it its life saving

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Me Poet Yeps Poet 15 October 2019

ERROR REGRET FOR 12.5 BILLION MAY READ 7.5 HALF EYED JACK SO ERRORS AT NIGHT

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Aniruddha Pathak 15 October 2019

This comment will remain incomplete, because PH did not take it fully, and I hate to write it again.

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Aniruddha Pathak 15 October 2019

But two things: one,12.5 billions, has the world population reached so high? Not yet, or you have something else in mind? Two, 'Life is a river of no return... Yes, during a lifetime it is true, but we have to return to life to carry on with the journey till we reach the crest of evolution.

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Aniruddha Pathak 15 October 2019

This in fact is the right attitude especially for those who are rather old, to walk with Death hand in hand, to wait on the platform with the baggage of deeds duly packed, and ready for the train to arrive. Beautifully said so, dear poet.

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Crayon Poet 14 October 2019

Every time I read this poem I see something new to like about it :)

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Crayon Poet 14 October 2019

Grief too has a time limit Then we resume breakfast and THANKS GIVING I have never seen that to be true but want to thank you for penning such hope in your notes!

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Me Poet Yeps Poet 14 October 2019

I...AM...NOT...INDISPENSABLE The world does not end when one goes away 12.5 BILLIONS were not here yesterday many are born every day today we are tomorrow we can't say life has its own flow it is a River of No Return and now all know But all always did also yet kept their eyes blindfolded O lord is eyeing us from that distance awaiting me perhaps now it's my turn' Grief too has a time limit Then we resume breakfast and THANKS GIVING

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