Tuesday, October 10, 2017

While Walking At Twilight Hour Comments

Rating: 5.0

I was waylaid and almost dead
Trampling upon things of beauty scattered
Down the walk at twilight hour
Above a lonely star
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DEEPAK KUMAR PATTANAYAK
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Rajnish Manga 31 October 2017

Amazing poem appreciating the flawless beauty of nature all around with a bit of caution- Not to spoil this beauty at any cost. Thanks a lot, Deepak ji, for sharing this poetic marvel.

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Deepak Kumar Pattanayak 01 November 2017

Many many thanks.....Rajnishji........I am humbled

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Subhas Chandra Chakra 31 October 2017

And I looked up and saw a figure as good as a tree Standing tall and looked deeper than darkness and as old as a century With branches laden with flowers sweet and fair Flinging whiffs of perfume in the air A poem that deserves it. Thanks poet for the POTD. Regards. Subhas

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Deepak Kumar Pattanayak 01 November 2017

Many many thanks.......Subhasji.......I am humbled

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D Priyanka Singh 31 October 2017

And I looked up and saw a figure as good as a tree Standing tall and looked deeper than darkness and as old as a century With branches laden with flowers sweet and fair A beautiful poem is selected. It deserved. Congrats poet for the selection.

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Deepak Kumar Pattanayak 01 November 2017

Many many thanks.......Priyanka.......I am humbled

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Savita Tyagi 31 October 2017

The twilight hour is so serene and blissful. It brought me back the memory of Delhi. Even a place as busy as Delhi looked so peaceful in my few of the twilight hour walks that I was able to take. Congratulations for member poem place.

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Deepak Kumar Pattanayak 01 November 2017

Many many thanks.......Savita.........I am humbled

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Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi 31 October 2017

congratulations Deepak and it is really enchanting to read the poem of the day which is yours[ Keep it up]

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Deepak Kumar Pattanayak 01 November 2017

Many many thanks.........VS.........I am humbled

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Edward Kofi Louis 31 October 2017

Above a lonely star! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Many many thanks.......Edward.........I am humbled

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Anil Kumar Panda 31 October 2017

This is a beautiful poem on the nature and its magnificent beauty during early hours of dawn. The flow is amazing. Liked it. Congrats.

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Many many thanks.......Anilji........I am humbled

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Deepak Kumar Pattanayak 31 October 2017

Many many thanks my dearest and decorous and gracious management of PoemHunter.com for selecting my poem While walking at twilight hour as the poem of the day. Thanks a lot again

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Bharati Nayak 31 October 2017

And I looked up and saw a figure as good as a tree Standing tall and looked deeper than darkness and as old as a century With branches laden with flowers sweet and fair Flinging whiffs of perfume in the air Oh what a congregation of soul of good things That met at the hour divine and made the earth look so inspiring Me, melody, mist, flowers and perfume ' With sunniness afresh all I carried home - - - - What a beautiful piece of poem laden with an early dawn' s freshness, sweet fragrances of flowers, melody of nature and a divine awareness.Congratulations for being selected as Poet of the Day.

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Many many thanks Bharati.......I am humbled.........

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Deepak Kumar Pattanayak 31 October 2017

Many many thanks.....Upendraji........I am humbled...........

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Tom Allport 31 October 2017

an intriguing and inspiring poem about the benefit of a taking a daily stroll about the time of the twilight hour? you just never know who you'll meet? ....................well written DKP

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Many many thanks.......Tom.......I am humbled

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Upendra Upm 31 October 2017

sheer beauty.thank you

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Deepak Kumar Pattanayak 31 October 2017

Many many thanks.......kumarmani.......I am humbled......

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Kumarmani Mahakul 31 October 2017

That met at the hour divine and made the earth look so inspiring Me, melody, mist, flowers and perfume With sunniness afresh all I carried home Oh God, unawares my feet was over the heart of those little blossoms That my heart cries and aches and all seem cheerless I now beseech your pardon right For abashed and bashful am I at your holy feet.. lovely theme. Beautifully crafted poem. Thanks and congratulations for being selected this poem as the poem of the day.

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