Tuesday, November 3, 2015

Soil In My Blood Comments

Rating: 4.9

I never have dreamt of being a bird
Or wanted to swim tearing the airstream.
Every time I cut my heart
I bled on the bare breast of gravity.
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Sanjukta Nag
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Liza Sudina 05 November 2015

ONE big thought or idea depicted by poem - integrity is what I value a lot!

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Seema Jayaraman 03 November 2015

A big salute to this poem, amazing insight and use of words so artistically describes the evolving poetess journey.. Every time I cut my heart I bled on the bare breast of gravity.. liked these lines very much. thanks

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Kumarmani Mahakul 03 November 2015

An elegant poem so nicely presented. I like it very much. Many thanks.

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M Asim Nehal 03 November 2015

Touching bases of human heart....remain grounded and being humble is the solid message you gave by this crafty poem..........Loved it SN...and u know the rating, don't u!

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Edward Kofi Louis 03 November 2015

On the bare breast og gravity. Nice work.

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Vishal Sharma 03 November 2015

sometimes my mind struggles to choose ur best creation then i remember all the creation by u r the best...! shine on....!

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Loke Kok Yee 03 November 2015

you write so well you give us hope thanks-10

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Rajnish Manga 03 November 2015

I am spellbound by the dazzling beauty and configuration of the choicest words that makes it a pleasant reading experience. Thank you, Sanjukta ji. I would like to quote a bit from the poem: I planted poems everyday deep in the ground / The tree is growing larger than life now / While my roots are still singing / Inside the ceaseless core of mother earth.

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Simone Inez Harriman 03 November 2015

Lovely poem Sanjukta. Beautifully penned. Much enjoyed....10

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Kelly Kurt 03 November 2015

A very elegant poem, Sanjukta. Thanks

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