Friday, September 18, 2015

The Cello That Played Tragic Notes Comments

Rating: 5.0

He sat on a granite stone
In the plantain grove
Motionless, unaware
Of the passage of time
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Madathil Rajendran Nair
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Tirupathi Chandrupatla 27 September 2015

A heart moving story beautifully rendered. Hope people will help the helpless instead of inflicting further harm.

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Roop Rekha Bhaskar 20 September 2015

Oh so sad. For the boy, the bird, the egg and all.A very absorbing poem, with a lot of values hidden in the nest, the birds, the egg, the boy and his friends. A tender, affectionate hand that holds this pen. Loved it.

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Kumarmani Mahakul 19 September 2015

Wonderful imagery. Though it is tragic, it is so reach in arrangement of collocation. Thrilling one. .....10

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Rajesh Thankappan 19 September 2015

A fantastic poem of dreams shelved in the embryo!

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Valsa George 18 September 2015

A wonderful poem! The beginning of it was nothing exceptional.... like any other good poem! But the end was so captivating! From the point of the boy keeping the egg in his mother's jewel casket, it takes a different turn! This philosophic and psychological dimension given to the poem has made it an outstanding write! Top marks! When you have time, you may read my poem of a similar story- An Epilogue to A Prologue!

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Mark Heathcote 18 September 2015

A good read, nicely written, thanks for sharing it.

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Kelly Kurt 18 September 2015

A tragic but very well written poem!

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Madathil Rajendran Nair

Madathil Rajendran Nair

Bombay, India
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