Tuesday, May 13, 2014

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The clock rang at twelve'o clock at midnight
There came a bird's voice called demon call
which makes the signal of apparent death in vicinity
ku! Ku! it exclaimed in far away perched tree
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Gangadharan nair Pulingat..
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Valsa George 16 May 2014

There are still a lot of superstitions prevalent among people which have no logical basis.... People live in imaginary fears like your house maid! Poor thing! Good write!

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Salini Nair 14 May 2014

nice..............like it...

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Anand Brown 14 May 2014

Written with the simplicity that makes this poem relevant. Good use of narrative to draw the reader in. The poem highlights our perpetual fear of death and how we have traditionally viewed the owl as a bird that brings and dispenses death and morbidity. The poet seeks to break this nonsensical belief and myth and does through clear and crisp language use and a singular narrative stream that renders the reader satisfied. I enjoyed this one :)

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Simple theme...nice writing...Thank you...

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Thenameless Poet 13 May 2014

Fun and a great read. I enjoyed it.

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Susy Evelyne 13 May 2014

Enjoyed this tale full of atmosphere and also humanity. 'the torch light splashed' is a creative line I admire.

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