Wednesday, June 3, 2009

Me, An Old House Comments

Rating: 5.0

Demolitioners descend upon me with chisel and crowbars
strike me where I am vulnerable most
They look at me with glee
deciding which part of me is luscious
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Bharati Nayak 27 November 2021

A very unique poem with deep meanings! 'Devoid of walls I still live on hoping my walls will rise again But hey what do I see? '

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Ratnaprabha 28 November 2021

Thank you for your comment

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Prabhudev Aradhya 10 February 2010

Inevitable transformation! ! ! !

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C. P. Sharma 28 July 2009

A profound thought. I agree with Siddharth, a multilayered poem. But that is the WAY world goes on... the old yielding plave to the new. You will find a similar theme in my 'A Wish' but in a different context. I enjoyed reading your poem. CP

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Siddharth Singh 24 July 2009

A multilayered poem. Full marks.10

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Vidyadhar Durgekar 22 June 2009

More meaningful than what it seems to be.A deep feeling wrapped in poetic diction.A good poem

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Kesav Easwaran 14 June 2009

Good write, Ratna...symbolic...clever use of words in conveying your thoughts there...thanks...10

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Joseph Poewhit 03 June 2009

Like purging the old for the new

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hubli karnataka, india
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