Friday, March 20, 2009

The Notion Comments

Rating: 5.0

Old age knocked on my door and enjoined
‘Over, your stint in the desert’
Obeyed, though my reveries remain unfulfilled
Oddments of my odds and sods are wrapped up to carry along
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Nooruddeen Mathilakathveetil
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Nivedita Bagchi SPC UK 15 July 2010

Geriatric memory and contemplation of bygone days are of mixed bag type…here you’ve very aptly conceived and poemed….… thanks sharing Ms. Nivedita UK 10/10

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Shashendra Amalshan 11 October 2009

This is a nice moving poem sir.. Generally I like to read narrative poems. And you have woven it very nicely.. Good..10 regards Shan

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Vijay Menon 09 July 2009

nice poem best words and sentiments 10+++

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Jacob Andrew Jarman 22 June 2009

this is so creative brilliant 10

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Rafique Farooqi 16 June 2009

you have wonderfully painted the memories, that linger in mind.........

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Memories can be great company and looking back on one's life a comfort.Enjoy each day...you make even a very sad poem sound beautiful.A ten.You are a real poetry gem! ! ! ! ! I'm glad I found your poems.

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