Friday, September 11, 2009

The Sweet Music Comments

Rating: 3.8

“I heard a tune”, said the peon.
“At the music academy, in the country called Germany.
It was cute, and I did mute.
It was classic, which was fantastic.
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Anusha Subramanian
COMMENTS
Vandavasu Vittal 12 December 2009

Nothing is more charming than the sound of music to hear. Your poem is as charming as the gentle pleasant chime of a bell.

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Indira Renganathan 29 October 2009

Anything good has to leave a trace of it in our minds...then only it means to be good....no wonder good music lingering in your mind....well done....thank you

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AtreyaSarma Uppaluri 12 October 2009

A crisp, cute poem. Btw, to the peon it was as sweet as grass. I think, he was obviously under the spell of grass (marijuana) ! Your sweetness gets #10.

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Paul Hansford 28 September 2009

An interesting exercise in rhyme. Unfortunately 'bass' and 'grass' don't rhyme, though they look as if they should.

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*Shalimar ~ Mageswary* 20 September 2009

its very good anu i like to read it anyways plss write waiting for your more poems

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Musical Notes 12 September 2009

Nice little tribute to music.... It could have been anywhere in world as music mesmerizes all races and colours, but since Germany rhymed, so be it..!

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Anusha Subramanian 11 September 2009

To whoever views this page.. Sorry! This is not the best poem of mine.. I know that.. But please do comment on how you feel.. Anu

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