Thursday, November 26, 2015

Plight Of My Generation Comments

Rating: 5.0

Into their able hands, their fathers trusted
The Jewel of their fathers past
In gold like and diamond form
Confined in glamor, clothed in splendour
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Damilare Tella
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Unnikrishnan E S 05 August 2021

A most powerful write. Hitting the heart like a bullet. And a careful analysis of the decay, the degeneration of values, ethics, of life. Shocking revelation. ‘Shocking' only because we never looked inward. Congratulations, dear poet. Well done. Full score and myfav

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Rose Marie Juan-austin 05 August 2021

A powerful and deeply moving write. So rightly said and brilliantly narrated. To my Poem List.

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Kelly Kurt 26 November 2015

Every generation struggles with this. Thank you, Damilare

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Damilare Tella 27 November 2015

Thank you kelly kurt, thank you.

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Dr Antony Theodore 26 November 2015

A pain that won't go An itch we can't scratch A wound that won't heal This is the plight of my generation A scar forever on our conscience. The last stanza says all that you wanted to convey. very good poem of the struggle. thank you very much. tony

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Damilare Tella 27 November 2015

Thanks for your comment, i really appreciate.

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Damilare Tella 27 November 2015

Thanks, i really appreciate.

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Jide Pounds Ibitoye 26 November 2015

Olutella! ! ! So much sense man, you know d words to use... Great deal of poetry, A pain that won't go An itch we can't scratch A wound that won't heal thumbs up man

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Damilare Tella 27 November 2015

Olu jide, thanks man.

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