Sunday, October 26, 2014

The Three Singulars Comments

Rating: 4.3

Pairs I see in the body of a human,
It's cruel to take anyone to pieces,
Being a human I am a bit cruel, too,
And I take myself in the pieces I have.
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Valsa George 30 October 2014

It's a mosque; it's a church, and a temple of truth, Who grows old if the heart is a youth? You know My Love it's not ugly at all, Don't know whereabouts, but I act on its call. A poem on a unique theme, very philosophical! The last stanza on the heart isjust beautiful! Enjoyed much!

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Paul Sebastian 28 October 2014

Your thoughts and lines build up to a beautiful concluding stanza: It's a mosque; it's a church, and a temple of truth, Who grows old if the heart is a youth? You know My Love it's not ugly at all, Don't know whereabouts, but I act on its call. Great write! Thank you.

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Khalida Bano Ali 27 October 2014

A thoughtful poem........................

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Geetha Jayakumar 27 October 2014

Beautiful poem with fantastic lines.... It's a mosque; it's a church, and a temple of truth, Who grows old if the heart is a youth? You know My Love it's not ugly at all, Don't know whereabouts, but I act on its call. Yes, Man is slave of time! Loved reading it.

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Aftab Alam Khursheed 27 October 2014

It's a mosque; it's a church, and a temple of truth, Who grows old if the heart is a youth? You know My Love it's not ugly at all, Don't know whereabouts, but I act on its call. nice poem

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Salini Nair 27 October 2014

But the singular two are the sinners in fact, Hidden in the jaws my tongue so nonsense, Delivered beauty under a blue moon, Brought hates and dislikes, I hate you devil..................great write

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