Tuesday, January 31, 2006

The Withered Petals Comments

Rating: 3.3

I hold the withered petals
of my illusions
in my hand.
Then I throw them on the ground
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Jasbir Chatterjee
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Sylvia Lukeman 23 November 2019

I can see that I will be reading late into night with your fine poetry You have injected beauty even into bitterness although a sort of ugliness is being implied Thank you

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C. P. Sharma 23 September 2009

Relevant irrelevance, an idea so beautifully introduced and developed and couched in the heart chosen imagery. A great dialogue with the self, And soon the murmuring heart replies, Fragrant memory in twirled petals survives. cp

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Nalini Hebbar 15 July 2006

you have a way with words...this was lovely...love...nalini

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Jay P. Narain 21 March 2006

Another nice poem. It's nice to express your feelings.

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Ray Forever 19 March 2006

Hi Jasbir, Really nice poem, again written with yr heartfelt feelings but pls remember that no matter what....love yourself.dont allow cynicism and disgust to enter you....if you did something with a true heart..thats what matters.let cynicism and disgust enter the others mind who were not true to themselves and to you.... Take care...Renu

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