still i do remember those nursery days
asking the postman passing by my home
do I have any letter please in my name?
he turns his face, my heart rejoices
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Wow! You awakend in me a memory. When I was 4 my grandfather sent me a letter. Since I could not quite read yet, he drew the words in pictures. Everyday after that, for quite a while, I would stand under the post box waiting for the mailman. I did not know a letter was rare and needed to be answered. There is a lot to this poem. Thankyou!
your poem moistened my eyes with rain of tears. u r excellent in giving vent to tragic emotions. Carry on brother
From : Harold K Schreiberg (London/ Orleans United Kingdom; Male; 47) To : Dr.subhendu Kar Date Time : 1/10/2010 4: 18: 00 AM (GMT -6: 00) Subject : Re: hello, Good morning, dear poet friend, Thank you for your kind wishes I am sorry I haven't been able to answer more quickly but the PoemHunter site would not open! Your poems are full of striking images & rhythm, an excellent job !
From : Harold K Schreiberg (London/ Orleans United Kingdom; Male; 47) To : Dr.subhendu Kar Date Time : 1/10/2010 4: 18: 00 AM (GMT -6: 00) Subject : Re: hello, Good morning, dear poet friend, Thank you for your kind wishes I am sorry I haven't been able to answer more quickly but the PoemHunter site would not open! Your poems are full of striking images & rhythm, an excellent job !
Tears tell tales that words can never wisper. Wondefully written my friend.10/10 from me.
From : Ema B (sydney Australia; Female; 13) To : Dr.subhendu Kar Date Time : 11/29/2009 3: 31: 00 AM (GMT -6: 00) Subject : Re: hello, Dear fellow poet your poems were wonderful you are very talented I enjoyed reading your other poems to. I look up to you. Thank you.
From : Ema B (sydney Australia; Female; 13) To : Dr.subhendu Kar Date Time : 11/29/2009 3: 31: 00 AM (GMT -6: 00) Subject : Re: hello, Dear fellow poet your poems were wonderful you are very talented I enjoyed reading your other poems to. I look up to you. Thank you.
Those who understand tears also understand how to write significant poetry. A beautiful elegy to the power of memory. I loved the days of stamps and aeorgrammes as well.10/10. Warmest regards, Sandra
verses are well written and the message is perfect...... 10
beautifully reminiscent... what else sir.. i just went back to the flourishing days of the letter writing culture.. brilliantly drawn imagery.. kudos to you.. regards: prashant
sorry for the delay, only today i became able to comment..beautiful touching poem, loved that images you drew for the post man and you..10+++++
very beautiful poem.... your words gives the strong emotion of the poet regards sandhya
rain of tears pour anytime from past to future rain of tears are always present...
touching piece...voices straight from your soul....of missing, longing, yearning for something special from someone special...really a nice write it sends a very unexplainable impact...echoing... wonderful reminiscing...of one's happy moments... wonderful memories... but as time is ephemeral...from happiness to sadness...then to happiness... a circling process in life...and its not yet finish, , , something to look forward too... I love this write...quenching.... As always, you shared with us your piece flowing with great knowledge on thoughts, vocabulary, superb meaning, significance.....making my mind works from stagnancy..(smile) a very wonderful experience for me to read your works and to be one of your fans.. More power to you...more writes... 10+++++ Lovelots, Maia
u opened yearning, missing, being hurt with soul... not an easy task though. very good and ur 10..
very nice poem dear I almost had 'a rain of tears' simply flowing down my cheeks like Brahmaputra or Yangtzee your emotions nicely portrayed certainly a tenner from me anjali
Having the letter you seek is a realisation of hope. But in this piece, the voice feels very sad and disappointed, for he did not receive his letter. The use of words is lovely to reflect the inner emotions of the voice.
A beautiful poem of an experience that's indelible in a child's little mind: being disappointed by someone he love or expecting something and not getting it from someone loved. A poem that's well written-as usual. a 10