Sunday, June 17, 2007

Unwanted Guest Comments

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Like an unwanted guest, I came, said you…
Mother, you never saw me though, never knew me within.
A reason to smile, I thought, I would be,
…Little did I know, that it was tears I brought, tears of remorse.
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Sreeja Sreedharan
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Rinzu Susan Rajan 20 October 2008

AFTER READING THIS POEM, I AM REALLY SURE ABOUT ONE THING... U WILL MAKE A GREAT MOTHER.... :)

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Anupam Bhattacharjee 21 September 2008

An act of passion - no crime - a moment of defiance to the centuries-old social learning - giving in to the celebration of senses - an embryonic response from the nature. Eternity intervenes. The fear psychosis - society's own Gestapo, shadows you down - a Hobson's choice. Dare not listen to the heartbeats - emanating either from inside the ribcage or a little below. Unlearning social lessons is not easy. Better to surrender to the taboos. Fascism delivers. So does your lyric. A prosaic after-thought - shedding a conceptus doesn't constitute a moral offence.

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