Monday, February 10, 2014

Random Reflections Comments

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an ordinary evening
with the same trees that I love
standing apart in silence, craving to touch each other
but rooted firm in the brutal ground that distances them
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Latika Vashist
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Utsav Patel 10 February 2014

Aaaahhh.. It was like, I am going through the great artistic era.. Those are free verse.. Every verse are cryptic..I love every single verse.. Trees! Aah! You portrayed it so beautifully.. And that last lines, they wanted to live longer..so mesmerized with this poem! ! ! Kudos! ! !

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Prasanna Kumari 10 February 2014

there is feeling and pain and nostalgia in this poem....good one

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Sawan Dhyani 10 February 2014

Could have been much better if it was clearer what you want to convey through this.

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