tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13133010.post114319916735814968..comments2023-10-19T08:58:58.342-07:00Comments on Between Silences: about turnindiwriterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01869142617068567153noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13133010.post-1149516355247780622006-06-05T07:05:00.000-07:002006-06-05T07:05:00.000-07:00Beautiful!Smiles!SaherBeautiful!<BR/><BR/>Smiles!<BR/>SaherSaherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17561552226534127873noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13133010.post-1144420067082540342006-04-07T07:27:00.000-07:002006-04-07T07:27:00.000-07:00delighted to have met you as a friend and then,to ...delighted to have met you as a friend and then,to have discovered your poetry.its beautiful.keep at it...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13133010.post-1143984418948032382006-04-02T06:26:00.000-07:002006-04-02T06:26:00.000-07:00nice one, alka. i really dont have words to apprec...nice one, alka. i really dont have words to appreciate your work. keep writing....Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13133010.post-1143984346660453582006-04-02T06:25:00.000-07:002006-04-02T06:25:00.000-07:00thx DRI, Kandarp and Raamesh, the poem was a respo...thx DRI, Kandarp and Raamesh, the poem was a response to a caferati post abt witing a poem which starts with 'I love you' and ends with 'I hate you'.. so yes, some lyrical quality may hv been sacrificed in achieving this griffy cause..indiwriterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01869142617068567153noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13133010.post-1143392646607514522006-03-26T09:04:00.000-08:002006-03-26T09:04:00.000-08:00This is really very sweet. The surprise is the spo...This is really very sweet. The surprise is the spoiler - it's a good surprise alright, but loses the lrrical quality of the earlier stanzas.Ozymandiashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13511131076572113582noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13133010.post-1143297882758167922006-03-25T06:44:00.000-08:002006-03-25T06:44:00.000-08:00Dew lays on the petal of Rose. Cajoles and cuddles...Dew lays on the petal of Rose. Cajoles and cuddles the rose and makes it realise that it's beautiful. <BR/>But, then comes the sun and dew evaporates.<BR/>Rose never blames the dew drop for disappearing, rather looks at the sun with admiration, where its lover resides now.....<BR/>and waits for the next morning<BR/><BR/>Beautiful poetry!Kandarphttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11697587777396702599noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13133010.post-1143259200308276942006-03-24T20:00:00.000-08:002006-03-24T20:00:00.000-08:00Possibly inscribed, in blood, on a rival (& now tr...Possibly inscribed, in blood, on a rival (& now triumphant) rectangle of white expanse?<BR/><BR/>But why blame the paper<BR/>for the thievery of the wind?<BR/>might as well blame the garden<BR/>for the action of the rain<BR/>perchance the page pines for<BR/>the words you've not penned<BR/>perhaps some fresh gale will<BR/>return it safe again . . .<BR/><BR/>cheers,<BR/>d.i.david raphael israelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16621521896693000470noreply@blogger.com