Whilst walking on shank’s mare
With feet naked of shoes of care
I traversed through
jungle of life
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oh sooooooooo sweetly woven the life's gist in these lines..wow anju u r great! 10+++++++++++++++++
u r right life now is like a jungle with no fear from the lord & the rule people r living with is (NO RULE) .great work keep it up.
a wild and lovely description of life! really I loved your JUNGLE. good choice of words!
Wherein soothes the breeze of happiness and torments the tornado of strife. I rested under the leafy tree of love standing at friendship’s gates. I watered the plant shriveled by the scorching sunbeams of hate This, Anjali, is the martyrdom of everyday life - to live, to love, no matter what spears life throws at us. We say this, but life is not the culprit; it's us; we throw the spears, in season and out of season. But the martyr bears it all and smiles and goes on lovingly to water a dying plant. Anjali, your soul is pure, this write shows it all. I'll always read you, with unbounded delight.10 on top of ten mark
Creativity blends with your skill, and finally upbrings a experimental overview of happiness over fight......
A superbly expressed beautiful poem yet another lovable and wise epic depicting the sadness and pain of life…… simply written….Wonderful metaphorical … suggestive…wisdom filled thanks for sharing 'I saw the lions of terror reveling in the pool of blood, I saw the doves of peace helping the sorrow hit birds. ' …awesome! ! ! here yer ten and cheers too
Primarily the metaphorical flow of words attract to sum up the subject of the poem finally...praise-worthy poem
Now I know Be friend or foe, all play the God given part With whom we meet fight, love and depart. yes its God making our destinies fix with each other.. we dont lnow and strangers to each other but suddenly some of us came into contact and start heartiest love..yes heart makes way the heart which is welcoming it.. its really a good and impressive poem with great logic..romantic way of writing is your style..and i liked it..10/10
Whilst plucking the flower of love/I was hurt by the thorns of hate/While drinking the water of life/I was dragged by the current of Fate......Truely, very poetic lines! This is the understanding of life, its value..nice poem..I like it
lovely imagery, life is indeed full of different types of people, like the jungle and it's variety still, some people are ok, but beware, and get to know them, in case they are 'mad, bad and dangerous to know! '
An excellent animal back dropp for this jungle of life poem a pleasure to read, your way with words no need to repeat always a winner+++++++++10 regards....uavaniceday
I loved your animal cavalcade, Jungle from men's memory have fade. The last stanza sums up wisely, Now I know Be friend or foe, all play the God given part With whom we meet fight, love and depart. As ever, your poetry is superb. CP
I chanced upon the angels with the eyes akin to doe, And wondered at the earthlings bereft of ill wishers and foes. ...very sweet flow......interesting....
such a nice poem crafted with great rhymes and diction as always...........keep writing! ! !
Nice poem and you always show your superb quality. Keep it up Anju.
This is a wonderfully expressed poem, Anjali, one filled with simply terrific imagery in each verse, yet losing none of the unique flare of your charming poetry. Once again, your delighful phrasing was a pleasure to read. Carl.
A wonderful poem dear Anjali.. just wonderful