Line Of Control Comments

One of the great poems

Message from Surendra Kushwaha: From: Surendra Kushwaha (Vidisha India; Male; 48) To: Naseer Ahmed Nasir Date Time: 12/7/2009 8: 41: 00 AM (GMT -6: 00) Subject: congrats dear naseer, The poem 'Line of Control' is captivating and gives message of harmony. Lots of love from across the border {your Indian brother} yours Surendra 48 India

The line of control is the line of power.........great imagery and philosophy....10+++

I liked this poem too...you must always write...

a very impressive poem...good to read.

It is a really good poem

They come to see us In the company of winds and rains Superb words and nice flow.

Wow! At first this write seemed kind of hair-rising and mysterious. Yet I could not stop reading because it was also very exciting, As I continued on it came to be more comforting and rather jubilant. I really enjoyed this lovely piece of work. Thank you Sasa

This is a forceful piece of writing, which would make you ponder in the beginning, creating curiosity of what the poet is speaking in the emptiness of the courtyards and windows agape. Crossing over shadows and the imagination across the line of control of the people similar like us. The echo is well depicted in the cold, mountains.10++

Loved every word of it. The thing about poetry is that it lets the reader into a fantasy world.. and i love that feeling.

They form lines everywhere Indoctrinating discipline But, are butterflies indisciplined We seem far worse than animals Guarding territories traditions Superstitions and prejudices All made by selfish men Who step out of the self same lines To lead to gain to rule and grab Like sheep in pen we also live Within the lines and follow blindly Though it might lead to a butcher's stall Only poets prophets and seers Think of a world with no lines Other than the skyline at the horizon! Another poem to treasure from the secret trove of yours, sweet lulling words but hard hitting truth we find hidden within! Wonderful poem, friend, as always I humbly bow before the majesty of your words! Angel

beautiful flowing words, vivid images, well embedded philosophical concept........10

Thank you for sharing this poem with me. It stirred strange and mixed feelings regarding borders. I personally do not believe in any form of demarcation. In the eyes of Nature we are all one. Nice write......

There will always be a place reserved for your verses, my dear Naseer. Your work reaches beyond the margins of all countries, cultures and creeds. Beautiful in any language.10/10. Always your friend, Sandra

a very good piece of writing..which will cross the borders and reach every heart

Thankyou for inviting me to read this poem! ! Its beautifully written and translated! !

beautiful write sir..........very well done

The indigenous people of Australia call them 'songlines' - they are expressed in story telling and dance rituals which define and 'map' the 'dreamtime' or history. This poem is beautifully written with some elegant expressions that linger in the mind's eye. I particularly enjoyed: 'Walking with voiceless steps like the shadows of clouds'. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

Message from Sebsibe Bade: From: Sebsibe Bade (Ethiopia ;) To: Naseer Ahmed Nasir Date Time: 8/13/2009 1: 18: 00 AM (GMT -6: 00) Subject: NIce reflection Dear Nasser, Thank you very much for sharing us this beautiful and thoughtful poem! 'Line of Control' The choice of words, the imagery, and the philosophy embedded in the poem are key to the quality of the poem. As to the boundaries, you are right that they are artificial.But for me the lines are not drawn on paper, but in our minds. The problem lies in our mind set.And that makes it the more so difficult to break the barrier between us. Keep writing and sharing your best. And I invite you to comment on my poems. Sebsibe Bade

Message from Asa Smith: From: Asa Smith (Brantford Canada; Male; 27) To: Naseer Ahmed Nasir Date Time: 8/12/2009 4: 01: 00 PM (GMT -6: 00) Subject: '' Line Of Control '' I often wonder about things such as these. Strange that some invisible line somehow seperates people and countries. We seem to be so different, but in most aspects we are exactly the same. I often think that in just a few miles I could be standing in the USA, I'm from Canada. And if I was in the USA, just a few miles I could be in Mexico, and so on and so forth. How does a border, a line on a map seperate us so? In just a few steps, we could be that much closer. In peace and harmony with the rest of the world. We are human, we are the same. In this world together, why can't people see, how truely connected we are? I liked your poem, makes people think.