Saturday, June 29, 2013

The Irony Of A Concept Comments

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Most of our lives are, I fear
Like the cinders that are
Neither coal nor ash in state!
They clog the roots of swaying carnations.
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M D Dinesh Nair
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Hazel Durham 29 June 2013

An excellent constructed poem!

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Dinesan Madathil 29 June 2013

I too am sorry Madam Valsa, I have told about your accommodating that God of yours in the 16th line.. The poem has much more than what a theist can understand and the attribution of ' blunt' is necessary for your comment as a quick adjective to be sorry for. Apart from that, it may look like that I am blundering and I still accept it as the brutal majority of believers like you live in the fools` paradise and the destitution of people like me in the world of mistaken or superfluous identities has to be an irony of a phase of time. The theme is crying for other readers and their penetration into the concept is however wished for and hence this poem...

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Valsa George 29 June 2013

God is never homeless! Without God in our lives...... we feel homeless and rudderless...! I am sorry Dinesh, for being blunt! !

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