Wandering Wordsworth In Srilanka Comments

Nice work done (Daffodills is my favourite poem) but Alas..this one is filled with so much of pain! !

very heartfelt write...please read my 'human shield' on the same subject

The armoured vehicles and fighterjets shelled, But they outdid the army in scream.................Oh a sad adaptation of Wordsworth's poem.......A Poignant Write......

sad............well penned......when will the war end...?

Powerful poem, maybe a protest poem? Shelley the English Romantic Revolutionary also wrote a protest poem, I think its called, 'Men of England' and asks them wht they manufacture the guns that are used against them, its a short poem. I should have looked it up, maybe I will. A political poem. Was this fermenting, or festering, its got a sarcastic feel to it at times. Thank you.

What a great poem! Can we call it a parady? ? ? ? Shocking! But I wonder, whether both parties to the war are equally responsible for this genocide.........LTTE using civilians as human shield and the merciless Lankan Army..............I never read a poem of this class...........so beautifully emulated another classic.......so perfect...so painful

very nicely done with this poem i gave you a 10+ on it. keep up the good work

Good write Dear poet thanks

A tragedy is not a single day's output, the seed venomous sown ages past watered and blossomed with hands foreign, multitudes littered, multitudes filtered, the story is an uncompromising legend, not to end without shame and stain kids bleeding heart is curdling head is reeling hands are trembling save the innocents scrawling like worms hot is the sky, hotter the shelling spy earth is pained cruelties are mounting heartless, inhuman once again Hitlers have sprung from the roots of History books how to wipe evil without wiping good when it rains it rains for all when it bombs it kills one and all who is the right who is the faulty are they focussing the ethnic minority or the tigers of liberation freedom at the moment of death liberty from the hands of perennial torture from the hands of self and aliens when living is painful death is the only salvation who will give the refugees land who will clothe them who will feed and fund them what could you do when the fence eats the crop or crop outfences when you are in an alien land where you multiply without curb voices of freedom will seldom be heard for you are the camel in the shelter camp discretion should play decision now well delayed after massacre saving is no use before the war evacuation is wise after deaths hue and cry is not in taste.

a reminder of the horrors of humanity

so unfortunate and tragic truth! Pity for the victims of such crimes and great sympathy for their families and love ones............TRUTH hurts and there's nothing we could do about it except cry and pen........10+++++

An absolute tragedy Putholi. We do need from the people (as yourself) what is actually happening in other countries. We are only given information that the media wants us to watch or read and often not the truth. As to the poem, you are so talented, and easy to read and understand, and creative at the same time. Bringing Wordsworth into the title is exceedingly creative and, as you say at the end, you in your own way can write poetry to be read by others and I will show it to my friends.... 10+ Karin Anderson

So often we are unaware of the suffering of others. Your words are well placed and will stay will me. Your memories will become my memories. Thank you for caring.

well done and very moving, and thank you for holding back on the gore of war. keep writing it dose help with the PTSD, and maybe one day you can write for the joy of it

Putholi - May your light shine bright! I am with Tamara - Warrior Poets with pens in hand are powerful even in thier couch if they but weild their pen! I have seen quite a few other concerned and sensitive pots too who have voiced against the genocide. If all of us would edit our poems with SriLanka as the first word followed by a hypen and then our Title, maybe each person from different countries also can take printouts of these poems make copies distribute as handbills or even better send them to our national leaders or embassies. Just a suggestion. Pls read my War is Never an Answer Who are These…. Love and Those Who Write on Love Their Lives – Whose Votes Angel

i express my solidarity...long ago i read this novel ny shyam selvadurai-funny biy-that recounts how the civil strife on the island disintegrates families and how people cringe in constant fear...try reading it if u can, , ,

Nowords disgraced, in act to harm vile heart of man would lay this staff beside this hill, to farm. Evil wicked plains have roamed this fire to breath thus few will show them grace, when ocean dries.

There is no simple remedy unless the leaders put out a hand towards peace, for you and me it is easy, spread love and shake hands across the borders - we are all equal in Gods eyes, when will we realize this to make the world a better place....Excellent message and cry to change

brilliant description, it really highlights the terrible deeds in srilanka

Since my childhood I hear about Tamil Eezham terrors. I can only pray Almighty to save Tamil people in Srilanka. Your poem is excellent in expressing one's feelings against the impotency to do something for them being one among humans.