Saturday, November 19, 2016

Wandering Breaths Comments

Rating: 4.7

I seem to have lost my lamp
during the night of wandering breaths.

I didn't know where I was when I woke-up,
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Siddartha Montik
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Kalai Selvan 27 January 2023

A wonderful poem felt happy to read.

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Benjuzzy Okpuzor 26 December 2022

Nice poem.🙏❣️🙏

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Suresh Kumar Ek 21 September 2020

no matter what happens, keep going To find yourself

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Gayatri Phukan 08 July 2019

Beautiful heart touching poem.I feel your pain.God bless you.

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Alouwou Mandjah 14 May 2019

I seem to have lost my lamp during the night of wandering breaths.....thumbs up!

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Omolara Olufemi Stephen 10 February 2019

I feel your pains they sting my eyes. In fog so thick I grope. Eyes wide open nothing to see. In waves the land my feet meet. As lost in seas in confused minds. Can we hand in hand trace our steps back? If where we 're going we know not; Let slowly retrace our steps rootward

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Christa D 09 February 2019

An appealing title matching with a great poem!

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Aniruddha Pathak 06 January 2019

I seem to have lost my lamp during the night of wandering breaths. The very beginning made you sit up and read further. Yes Siddhartha, one has to deal with death and I know it is difficult. I might have written many poems on death talking wisdom, but it is not easy, Yet, I am sure with your brave and positive outlook you would push on more and more. Thanks for sharing this poem.

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Renu Kakkar 30 September 2018

Nice. We are always suppressing our inner self. That is where to our journey is. The journey for the awareness of self.

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Shabeeh Haider 10 July 2018

we search for ourselves and death finds us one day

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Adrian Flett 24 June 2018

Life is a continuous finding of one's self. Well sensed and said.

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Ray Tatenda Mutizwa 19 June 2018

Sombreness is engendered as one goes through the poem. This poem brongs out the despair common in people when they have lost sense of direction and meaning to their lives, which is clearly what the persona was affected by. Such portrayal makes this poem connect and relate to daily emotiona and psychological battles of humanity. Simple yet good. Well done

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Rebecca Navarre 22 April 2018

Very Powerful And Deep! ! ! ! ! Very Moving, This Speaks! ! ! ! ! Thank You Ever So Much For Sharing This! ! ! ! ! Endless 10S! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! +++++

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Bisy Untan 25 February 2018

The lost lamp is inside.You depicted the great Indian philosophy of Vedantha in simple, easy words..CONGRATULATIONS.

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Muzahidul Reza 24 February 2018

Breath is wondering and so we are alive, it is the process of Almighty God to keep the beings alive through this way; .... so you can ask Him, pray to Him for your frastrations, anot not to rocks or trees, ....... yet we emotionally do it and compose in writings, ...... excellent write, thanks for sharing the poem with us, +++++++++++ 10

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Malabika Ray Choudhury 02 February 2018

Revisiting the poem - It is beautiful! Loved the lines - I started arguing with the trees and rocks and with myself - what a meaningful and lovely expression! Please write lot more poems like this!

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Malabika Ray Choudhury 27 January 2018

Love the poem! It's short and poignant. Liked the emotions in the first two stanzas!

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Bernard F. Asuncion 15 December 2017

Siddartha, this one is truly inspirational👍👍👍

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Binayakumar Mohanty 15 November 2017

Hence here I am searching very myself I once realy was, never for my own behalf. Keep going dear poet your seach is divine. Never goes in vain.Nicely crafted poem.Thanks for sharing.

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Dr Dillip K Swain 27 September 2017

Argument with the trees and the Rocks, and with the poet's own self...the words are quite philosophical but yet fascinating! Beautiful narration..a wonderful poem..Congrats! !

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