Friday, January 18, 2019

The Twig Comments

Rating: 5.0

I sat a while
under a lone silleima tree
in a wood
at the foot of Nongmaijing hill
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Akham Nilabirdhwaja Singh
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Paul Brookes 23 January 2019

Indeed and once its gone it is gone forever. A sad poem of destruction and devastation

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M Asim Nehal 22 January 2019

Another thought provoking poem, the way our population is growing and industrialization is happening at the cost of forests, our next generation may not see the beauty of this nature.10/10

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Edward Kofi Louis 20 January 2019

Lost in a few days! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Ravinder Soni 18 January 2019

A noteworthy comment on our neglect and misuse of nature's gifts.

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