Friday, October 30, 2015

My Real Home Comments

Rating: 5.0

Good morning, Good evening, Good night
Creep in this petty pace from day to day*
To the last syllable of time it cascades
Till we cross its barriers for eternal sunshine
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Valsa George 05 November 2015

Where all the identities dissolve The orchestra of music plays one tune Never ending bliss of AUM prevails All worldly issues get resolved................... A beautiful image of the Heaven we envisage! But unfortunately such a glorious vision is lost to many and they think that this world and its vain glories alone matter! A10

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Lyn Paul 01 November 2015

In its utter ignorance the world weeps Incredible line. Wonderful to read. I thank You

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C. P. Sharma 02 November 2015

Thank you, dear Lyn. I value your appreciation.

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Kumarmani Mahakul 30 October 2015

So nicely envisioned and beautifully depicted. A beautiful poem I like most. The favourite lines are.......I am the Monarch of Time and Space There is no wailing and weeping of separation Hunger, hatred and pain don’t exist Such is the aura of my permanent Home. Many thanks dear Dr.Mishra sir for posting such an intensive poem.....10

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C. P. Sharma 02 November 2015

Thank you Kumarmani for you systematic and encouraging evaluation. Much appreciated.

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C. P. Sharma

C. P. Sharma

Bissau, Rajasthan
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