** Slow And Slow *** Comments

Very touchy. Keep writing, Anjali. Rahul.

Very beautiful work.

I really enjoy this poem. It is super.

Slow although, she gave in nevertheless under the open skies where the stars and the moon were witnessing the surrender. Lovely again.

Gooooooooood one...............................

a deep pranayam of sorts - 10/10

Lovely nice poem. I express it through this: Love really comes in a slow manner, I am your ardent admirer.

sweet lovely poem...

she gave in at last slow slow the visions show to the depth of your love ///love is suchbeautiful thing.. good one i like it

Eternally romantic poem n poetess...u hv an uncanny knack of swayin people of their feet

Lovely melodious poem.

hi anjali its superb.... very meaninmgful.....done to perfection....inherently musical and a hint of spirituality.....really liked it cheers an ten

Anju, your poem gives me an eternal touch if something comes slow, remians long.But your title is two adjectives, in future you consider it.

an all in all exquisit piece

Your recession of love got much kudos...I found...so I escaped and here I found the physical love...And got myself charmed...You are really capable of creating an atmosphere...No Recession..... only extension and expansion of Love, my dear....and u get 10+++....Luv - Brishti...

These are sweet words of Hanque O << back From: Hanque O (United States ;) To: Anjali Sinha Date Time: 5/15/2009 3: 17: 00 AM (GMT -6: 00) Subject: 'Slow and Slow' Anjali, No beating around the bush here, a lovely, seductive poem of earthly delight. It is softly written, softly read. It is your economy and choice of words which make a penetrating image. It is more of a dance than a poem, which is to your credit as a writer. yours, hanque

Nicely done (before and after) , Good imagery...appropriate rythmn in the verse (to match the motion and emotion) ...Good write Anjali. Now, what's to be done with Amit Ray? All science..and guide book in hand, forlorn, , waiting for some magic to happen....Oh, babumoshoi...ki hochhe.! ! Cheers. Subroto

for eternal breath in the open skies are the lines that show the suffocation and the poet wants and has got an open sky of love to breathe. good poem indeed.

The cogitational destiny of a lovelorn and its gradient with the advent of the very day's countdown.

an interesting piece..i \ do love the flow of your words.Well penned hugs, Meggie