Friday, November 9, 2012

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Weaving the sand for the strong ropes to make a mat,
Raining makes the sky to weep and to be wet,
The rays of Sun pass through the mountain,
What my little mind can hold and ascertain,
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Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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A poem that points finger at one aspect of human folly. Well written and well crafted indeed.

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Hans Vr 10 November 2012

beautifully written poem great work

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Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar 10 November 2012

metaphor and similes have been aptly handled with maturity

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Dave Walker 09 November 2012

A fantastic poem, like it, a great write.

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