Wednesday, September 11, 2019

The Usual Game Comments

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Someone is coming?
Usual game of the dead leaves.
I fumble and laugh...
Now no one is there around me.
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prabhakar bhatlekar
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Anil Kumar Panda 13 September 2019

A beautiful poem on how you enjoyed walking on dead leaves. Sometimes one feels to be alone. To be with nature, to watch nature as it changes its colours and vives. You have finished the poem in a very nice way. Thanks for sharing.

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Spock The Vegan 11 September 2019

Excellent poem on human nature. Thanks.

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Chinedu Dike 11 September 2019

Well expressed thoughts and feelings. An insightful creation nicely brought forth with conviction. Thanks for sharing, Prabhakar.

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