Wednesday, March 14, 2012

The Dream Of A Terra-Cotta Soldier Comments

Rating: 5.0

They made me alive and then buried me alive.
Now, I let the ancient superpower be visualized.
When the East turns red, the sun shall rise.
Will my thousand-year broken story be clarified?
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Besa Dede 26 March 2012

This is such a beautiful poem, with a vivid description. I like the way you use repetition in the verses, thus emphasizing the meaning of the narration.

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Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi 21 March 2012

Thousands of them made, Thousands of them stood, Thousands of them terrified, Our Ancestors are better, to fool one another, but we send, our soldiers to be killed.

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Wang Qian 16 March 2012

a powerful poem with a delicate soothing heart ~and dyed with some fadeless passion! ! A great one! !

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Wahab Abdul 14 March 2012

THIS ONE SUCH A BEAUTIFUL POEM THAT I ADD IT AS MY FAV. POEM. WHAT I CAN SAY MORE!

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