Thursday, September 6, 2018

If Only... Comments

Rating: 5.0

One last time I saw her there,
My buddy, my mate, a friend of my soul
Laying in the frozen bed of ice.
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Ashika Murali Acharya
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Kumarmani Mahakul 28 September 2018

It is a blue poem heart touchingly delineated. This is emotionally presented. The penmanship is nice. The beginning stanza brings sadness. We may cite here.... One last time I saw her there, My buddy, my mate, a friend of my soul Laying in the frozen bed of ice. I could hear the howls, loud in my head, Though eyes refused to cry, And the stiffened face veiled it well. Thanks for sharing.

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Edward Kofi Louis 14 September 2018

Lost in our identity! ! ! Lifeand death. Thanks for sharing.

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Anil Kumar Panda 14 September 2018

Beautifully crafted. A touching poem of loss. Feeling sad for your loss. 'Life at times is like a snow flake, Pretty and light, but can't hold it tight For it will melt in our own warmth. Why do we cry, frail in pain As, we, create our own storms and rain. '...is so nice. Thanks for sharing.

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Me Poet Yeps Poet 13 September 2018

a very sad poem though but such ones can't be ignored strong hearts we must all have but go only when its time to go Kindly read my poems two moms smiles and mothers day today will you to release ur pain twuld

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Unnikrishnan E S 06 September 2018

Part 2 The choices of words, the sequence of expressions, the flow of ideas and emotions make the readers’ hearts swell, we lose a heartbeat or two. Our breathing stops for second. The times are so harsh, we dwell in apathy.. this poem hits the nail right on the head. Great poem. Onto MyPoemList with full scores.

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Unnikrishnan E S 06 September 2018

Hi Ashika, Very profound emotions expressed in captivating words..the remorse, pain are expressed with piercing effectiveness. We walk the same streets But, We fail to notice the graying scene All that was ones dear to us” (Contd...)

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Naila Rais 06 September 2018

A wonderful poem crafted ma'am......... 10+++++++++++++++++ Naila

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Kumarmani Mahakul 06 September 2018

In each passing breath meeting a friend is definitely very nice. But separation of friend gives pain. Identity is lost with amazing effect and this gives sorrows. Many cry in pain. This is an amazing emotional poem very well penned...10

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