Wednesday, February 5, 2014

Who Will Dig The Grave? Comments

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Whom to tell I am right?
Whom to tell you are wrong?
I may be right but I may look wrong,
As my meek voice couldn't speak right in louder voice.
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Geetha Jayakumar
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Amitava Sur 18 February 2014

Very true, most of the people- we burry the truth. Cause is simple - we can't stand it's glow. But don't worry, nobody has to unearth it. Definitely truth will come out, may be not today.

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Rajesh Thankappan 09 February 2014

Let me just applaud this poem. Yes, the truth is often lost unheard and lies sometimes camouflages as the truth. A wolf in sheep's clothing.

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Musfiq Us Shaleheen 07 February 2014

truth has its own power even it graved by force..... very nicely written... some lines are very nice as it proves the depth of truth.... - shaleheen

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S.zaynab Kamoonpuri 07 February 2014

Yes truth is buried many times. And lies are exposed. A poem to ponder and wonder on. Wel done pal!

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Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal 06 February 2014

Many truth are like written on sand. Many lies are engraved in stones. nice lines...10 truth may remain 'truth may prevail it shall never fail

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Valsa George 06 February 2014

There are so many lines in this poem which are remarkable for the validity of thoughts they bear and also for their poetic beauty! ! Many truth are like written on sand. Many lies are engraved in stones. Truth often gets buried inside grave itself! To search the truth one has to dig the grave! Many truth have remained sealed in dead lips. Many tears have dried in dead eyes. Unfortunately, this is the truth! ! Great write, Geetha!

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Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar 05 February 2014

Many truth are like written on sand. Many lies are engraved in stones. well said

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Dave Walker 05 February 2014

A great poem, we search a life time for the truth.

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Deepak Kumar Pattanayak 05 February 2014

The real truth you have brought out here.......Geetha.........who will dig the grave.....when the pathway to grave is filled with weeds and each weed looks like a piercing knife and the path in consequence a darting fear........ to tread it who will dare when doubtless other roads are there...........well composed......thanks for sharing............

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Geetha Jayakumar 05 February 2014

Thank you Lyn and Thank you Kanav for lovely comments! ! !

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Lyn Paul 05 February 2014

This is brilliant Geetha. I have read several times, saved and this is more than a 10. Thank you. A.. Maz.. ing. Thank you, I love your thinking

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Kanav Justa 05 February 2014

Can a truth will be ever listened from a meek voice? Can the lies be turned to truth by a stronger voice? Today the voice matters whether you are right or wrong. Louder the voice, louder is the echo vibrates, , ' this is the truth of the society these days, , , they only listen if you are influential, , it wouldnt matter if you are right or wrong, , , ,

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