Saturday, April 25, 2009

Life Without A Name Comments

Rating: 5.0

As rain came down in rhythm,
My teardrops fell in rhyme.
The wind blew love around me.
I missed it all this time.
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GREENWOLFE 1962
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Rabi Anata 25 June 2009

Everyone's stated what I had to say. I loved the rhythm, flow too. I also like that it was easy for me to follow and relate to. Most people get so extremely deep into everything, and forget to cover the surface. +10

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Shekhar Joshi 03 May 2009

a strong poem. you amaze me with simplicity of your impactful words. And your style of beautiful * rhythm and rhyme *. excellent work

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Pranav Kumar 01 May 2009

Lovely poem very nice rythems keep it up

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this is one of the most beautiful poems ever.. you control of rhythm is amazing.

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Elaine Oxamendi Vicet 26 April 2009

Wonderfully written..great flow, rhythm.10+

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I guess Greenwolfe so many people will relate to what you are saying. Sometimes we are so used to something, we cease to see it. The first stanza is wonderful with the words - teardrops, rhythm and rhyme, and your poem is beautifully sensitive but written with such philosophical wisdom. Great work! Karin Anderson

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Ravi A 26 April 2009

'By a misplaced empty heart.'- This is the truth behind our every mishap but we do not reflect on the point. 'But I dare not place the blame, I took it all for granted, Our life without a name'. This is how we should see the happenings of our life. There is no point is blaming others. It will not solve the problems. If we have our reasons, the world has got its reasons as well. Reconciliation won't take place. Only the arguements will remain forever. A fine work.

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Tsira Goge 26 April 2009

As rain came down in rhythm, My teardrops fell in rhyme. The wind blew love around me. I missed it all this time. ......................................... Wolfey, It is very expressive and a strong lines... You and a rain cried a graceful minor, so synchronously, that the queen of muses has opened her wings..10x10... A.b. Tsira

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Duh Huh 25 April 2009

Its sad how we tend to take so much for granted. This is a beautiful poem of how cruel life can be sometimes. Thank you for sharing :)

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this poem any body can relate to...taking things for granted..is when we feel at home...why should that become a blame

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Cristy Upshaw 25 April 2009

This is absolutely priceless. Remarkable rhythm and rhyme, but then again you are the king at such. Truly touching and heartfelt piece displayed here,

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Dr Hitesh Sheth 25 April 2009

As rain came down in rhythm, My teardrops fell in rhyme. The wind blew love around me. I missed it all this time.......................Great lines............My tearsdrops fell in rhyme.........wonderful line.............Good Write.....

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Bob Blackwell 25 April 2009

A sad but vivid picture of a life that never was. I enjoy your writing even when its sad.

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Laurie Hill 25 April 2009

An excellent write that so many can relate to...10+

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