Sunday, June 25, 2017

What We Call Existence Comments

Rating: 5.0

The west wind had no business
To call me in these late evening hours
As I walked drunk of the elements
Earth, air, fire, sky and an ocean of waters
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Madathil Rajendran Nair
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Denis Mair 03 January 2018

The west wind had no businesss to call you, but it did call you, and in that very moment you found yourself calling it. Existence is an awesome conundrum. It appears to be made up of precious, seedlike moments.

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Susan Williams 25 October 2017

I think my soul is drunk on your poem! ! ! Loved the journey you took me on- -loved the thoughts you instilled in my mind. Gorgeous, beautiful, stunning. Sing you west wind Sing you rains- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - This entire poem sings! 10+++++++++++ and a place on my fav list!

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Rajesh Thankappan 02 August 2017

This is really a wonderful poem encapsulating the splendor of nature and even the sublime creation of God i.e. man, who is able to comprehend and marvel at His creation.

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Kumarmani Mahakul 25 June 2017

Marvellous poem on nature has been painted nicely. Great imagery. Thrilling expression. Let me quote some lines... Life is a beautiful dream Enriched by rains On mountain tops Aroma of herbs Winds across the plains. Thanks for sharing.. 10

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Madathil Rajendran Nair

Madathil Rajendran Nair

Bombay, India
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