(((((((((Without Bread My Mind Is Dead))))))))) Comments

i too would die without bread.well penned my friend.

Without bread you cannot buy the spread

Without bread my friends said, , you are more slim they said...pup

Your mind is fully awake Tamara, your poem is food for thought. Starve no more my dear there's more hot bread in the ovens[ mind, heart soul] Love you Poet friend Almedia

Food for thought: The mind is like a child that must be fed in order to survive. If you don't feed a child, it dies. If you don't nourish the mind with what it needs, it doesn't function like is should. Your poem is indeed 'mind' food. Thanks..

food of mind is thought and without thoughts it surely dies

This seems to suggest love or life with passion, and without it the voice is dead as dull in life. Words are beautifully expressed.

yeah, I also agree with you ma`am nice piece love the rhythm also thanks for a nice poem luwi

Nice poem.. liked reading it

very true..agreed with your rich and realistic idea, , , so sweet is this one too... just go on and never stop writing... you are doing good job..10+++++++++

feed mind with hunger, lactate it with denial and make it a living desire to die

the saying is all drubbed up...an empty mind is a devils workshop...so to of an angel i suppose yes mind feed, actually quite seperate from twirp.... knotty men employ bird feed in all shades an hues....and a mirror does wonders...for we see in the mirror what we want to very nice thought provoking lines cheers an ten

'hot bread..without bread my mind is dead..my mind is dead..' Yes mind is kid, nice poetic idea is there. 10+++

Prisoner bird..starving mind.................... joy seems to be lucked up beneath fire yet it needs smoldering to inflame the desire.............romance parrades across the sands of love, mind awaits the gleams to wake from sleepy stone of hibernation, as clouds when covers the the rainbow over the blue, singe red as when carpeted by chilled snow, it needs rays of golden sun to entice upon, what a ingenious way of expression own appetite for a redemption from dusky gloom, yet audacity of hope bestirs heart to be within, what i imagery of love, the prisoner of passion riffles for freedom of deep warmth, extremely passionate, dreamy too,10+++++, thanks for sharing

very beautiful lines well done

I read all of your poems, this one is my favorite.. I very much like your style too, completely different, structured, yet unstructured at the same time.. I really can't wait to see more of your works, you've been bookmarked for later reference..

The magic of poemhunter is that every now and again I come across something entirely different - and therefore thought provoking - and this belongs in that category. It combines a sense of openness with a strong flavour of claustrophobia. Well done.

Adventuress innocence knowing knowledge is uselessness of ovens unleavened bread filled is thrilled mind..iip thanks you..most gracious poet from there...

very beautiful poem tamara, well done thanks for sharing

a poem which shows hunger for passionated thoughts..deeply expressd