Friday, February 5, 2016

Living In Fear Comments

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The charred bones of the houses
Stand against a crimson sky
Stand on their last legs
Waiting to fall to dust
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Nosheen Irfan
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Kumarmani Mahakul 27 October 2017

In the lap of death They have to stay there Embracing the misery of their existence For they are condemned To a life of death The guns, the shells, the bombs The only music they hear Like a nightmare, in the fangs sleep. In the lap of death They have to stay there Embracing the misery of their existence For they are condemned To a life of death The guns, the shells, the bombs The only music they hear Like a nightmare, in the fangs of sleep.... nice theme. A poem with a real situation of the present has been beautifully presented. Thanks for sharing.

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Edward Kofi Louis 04 May 2017

In the fangs of sleep! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Dr Antony Theodore 18 February 2016

In the lap of death They have to stay there Embracing the misery of their existence For they are condemned To a life of death.. a very realisitic poem especially at the present situation. thank you dear poetess. tony

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Abhilasha Bhatt 08 February 2016

Beautiful....really a beautiful sharing....thank you :)

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M Asim Nehal 05 February 2016

Outstanding poem...The current affairs of the Middle East region in particular and over all world wide in general...War is inevitable in today's scenario........

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