Sunday, May 22, 2016

The Deserted Moon Comments

Rating: 5.0

As she is a widow,
She is the deserted moon,
She is like the setting Sun
In the afternoon..
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Rajendra Rout 06 November 2017

Into the arena where Dreams seldom kiss the eyes Into the arena where Rains of desire Seldom fills the heart, Into the arena where Rainbows of hope Seldom crown the cloud. Beautiful description of deserted life of a widow.sir thanks for shairing this poem......10++++

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Anita Aparajita Das 19 June 2016

Except for the Death Everyone hugs her Like hailstones from above. Truly written, nice poem on a widow's wretched life.

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Sanjukta Sahoo 23 May 2016

Into the arena where Dreams seldom kiss the eyes Into the arena where Rains of desire Seldom fills the heart, Into the arena where Rainbows of hope Seldom crown the cloud. Beautiful description of deserted life of a widow. Thanks for the poem. 10 marks.

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Seema Sharma Rimi 22 May 2016

Nice poem with beautiful imagery. Loved the lines.. Into the arena where Dreams seldom kiss the eyes Into the arena where Rains of desire Seldom fills the heart, Into the arena where Rainbows of hope Seldom crown the cloud. Except for the Death Everyone hugs her Like hailstones from above. Thanks for this poem.10 marks.

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