Friday, October 9, 2009

On Eighth Of October Comments

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On the eighth of October and in the year 2005
And in the wee hours of the early morning
This is not the story of a dictatorship
A revolution that took over a civilian government
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Kesav Easwaran 09 October 2009

The fear anxiety contempt and the concern in these lines speak volumes of themselves...a good poem on the terrifying rememberance of a bad day in human life...thanks...10

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this is the time for the sad silence................... No tears nor sorrows nor condolences Is it possible when no life breathes in the self Up to the sky and down looked to the earth Shall the heaven strike again and shall we know not Worse shall happen as the game ends in itself What follows is the cry of humanity in unison Places of worship not schools or hospitals Houses and blankets and warm palms to wipe Tears are the prayers that after the shocks shall Are we not humans and seek solace in mass rituals When no one shall hold our hands we raise for a help 9/10/2009

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Who lost whom when the count was placed Earth had shown the carnage it was explained Two tectonic in Himalaya did not brace Who will dig the mountain to see the face Friends and relations some died in one place Hundred thousand deaths for the angel of death Who could be busier on such a long day Healing hands were in the rush when it was known Vultures flying over the demise much before Some carried young girls as the booty of disaster To their mothers they said when in the high seas Smuggling in human what else the human nature Could one day justice befall with heavy hand What was the loot for those who were the custodians When stolen were utensils from the home itself The beautiful arm of the girl in her teens For the gold and silver she wore up the wrist Lacerated with impunity the butcher’s knife now From nature was befallen though the calamity Integrity of those who commanded in the chain Put to shame when forgotten were own death

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a verypowerful, heartfelt and touching poem with so sad images, tonight i dreamed about tsunami...it was just horrible.i was weeping and weeping as i saw that i lost the most dearest ones to me..hoping that the meaning of my dream was this poem..you painted a very touching scenes about the mothers, the girls...ets

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Ejaz Khan 09 October 2009

It's always nice to remember the victims of disasters, both natural and man made, it's harder for the survivors, who have to live with terrible memories. Unfortunately many of these survivors still are deprived of the comfortable lives, a very nice dedication, very well penned!

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rago rago 09 October 2009

so well said and a very nice poem indeed the depction of facts are excellent.....

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