Thursday, January 14, 2016

The Circle Of Life Comments

Rating: 5.0

Plucking the petals of a daisy:
'He loves me, he loves me not;
He loves me, he loves me not;
He loves me...'
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Mihaela Pirjol
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Mahtab Bangalee 08 November 2018

beautiful lines- The sacred knowledge residing within us; Darkening the divine spark That comes with birth. /// great- like it

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Kumarmani Mahakul 07 November 2018

From my own world, I shall create a new world; Where dwellers Shall recognise themselves again, When returning to innocence......nice poetic expression. I love these lines very much. Beautiful poem.

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Rajesh Thankappan 07 September 2016

The spontaneous feeling of love we have in us as children is contaminated and lost while life meanders on. But the good thing is that you have once again set out it search of it. A somewhat similar poem of mine entitled ' On Childhood Innocence, ' I recollect, which I have not yet posted on poem hunter. I shall post it now.10/10

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Edward Kofi Louis 28 July 2016

Knowing love! Nice piece of work.

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