In the first page you had written
I loved to weep
One day I wept seeing the hunger
In a street dogs face...
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really grt.....grt rhymes......nice idea..somethung rare, , , kp penning
That's YOU! ! ! ...n that's YOUR old diary...! ! ! you are the BIRD inside the CAGE... one who wants to stay as a child always... it's you who walks in the ROBESof pen n ink... YOU seek your own shadow... but...do you try to come out of yourself? ? ? please come out..your inner world is so deep, you'll not be found...take pity on your own tenderness... LIFE is your journey WORLD is your ROAD and YOU are a TRAVELLER...all this is reminding me a long-forgotten poem by Ms.Dickinson...MY SOUL SELECTS HER OWN SOCIETY...if this is your quest of all your selves n not-selves, then i must say, it's the mountaineering without readiness.you are deep. i might be wrong here if the poem needs to be contextualized but i, in my flawed vision, see it like this......the poem 's structure is engineered by an imaginative n fertile mind... every time you confirm my opinion about you...you know na, you are in that list of poets who are beyond the mercy of reader-rating...your work is judged not by reader-rating, n reading requests, but by the worth of your substance....
I like this style of poetry, Words flow smoothly and conveys a deep message. Thanks.