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Angelina Pandian

(05/Jan/1967 / Chennai)

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  • surya . (7/30/2009 7:49:00 PM)

    one of the most frank and up coming poet.having a finger in every pie. her knowledge is vast. what is more she hides a golden heart too.my best wishes for a successfull inning in poem hunter.
    surya surya

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  • Mamta Agarwal (7/24/2009 2:42:00 AM)

    a very fitting tribute to Angelina. she is a competent poet with a heart of gold. she is honest and bold. although i have recently dicovered her work, i feel i have a friend for life. her comments at times help you probe into underlying meaning in your poems.

    love
    Mamta

  • Pandian Angelina (7/21/2009 12:41:00 PM)

    A tribute to an Angel
    The angels live in heaven,
    Bringing the peace to the world,
    Sometimes one get stranded,
    As she wants to share the suffering in the world.

    With the wings clipped,
    She cannot fly to the distant world,
    The immortal has tranformed into a caring heart,
    She longs to share the love and attention of fellow hearts.

    She feels the pain of distant grieving heart,
    She shares her loneliness with other lonely hearts,
    She cares about the drug additction in youthful hearts,
    She may be far but she is always so close to our hearts.

    She is awake whole night,
    Wishing to find a caring person in the breakaway stars,
    She watches the tall palm trees sway on a windy nights,
    Like a lonely heart wandering all around to find a comforting heart.

    But one thing she forgets,
    She is angel of everyone's heart,
    Her poems sing the praises of her inner beauty,
    Her emotions mellow everyone's heart.

    With caring hand over our shoulders,
    The Angel would share our love and affection,
    She would find happiness in her heart,
    And give us all the blessings of goodwill and love in our yearning hearts.

    (A tribute to an aspiring poet, Angelina Pandian) .
    Jay P Narain

    Pandian Angelina (7/19/2009 2: 17: 00 PM)
    Oh! Gosh! I just couldn't believe it, Jay. I came searching for Riverwalk and what do I find. Thanks so much, it is the love and affection of friends like you, which help me pull through. Words are not enough to express my thanks, Sir. Magnanimous friend, my Muse and Mentor, I take pride to have recieved such words of praise from you. Thanks for everything. Know what, I am so happy, just like a kid, to have been the first one to read it here too.
    Angel

    Kesav Easwaran (7/19/2009 7: 33: 00 PM)
    Angelina is a good poet...one can always find substance and a purpose in her poems...thanks for coming out with this nicely written tribute to her

    premji premji (7/20/2009 12: 29: 00 AM)
    anjuponne..........
    keshavji solliyirukkaar...athukkumele unakkenna thevai?


    Samanyan Lakshminarayanan (7/21/2009 12: 31: 00 AM)
    just started reading a few of angel's poem...we met and spoke on poetry for 3 hrs..may be the first time in life i did that...meeting for the first time and being able to chat so long..poetry was the intimacy there...angel's comments itself is like poetry..she brings out the essence of the poem she reads...she really inspires

  • David Child (5/4/2009 5:51:00 PM)

    'The long plaintive call of the KolI'
    .......-what..?
    explain; or..dropp this - it doesn't work BUT; I love everything else; WONDERFUL; ; ; ; ; ; ; ;

    I love this:
    You MUST develop this into your love of nature; - do it..!

    ''
    Calling out to the mountains, the forests
    Searching among clouds, among stars
    In the dark shadow of the waves
    In the speck against the moon.
    Other birds have gone to nest
    She still wings the sky high and low
    It is in her wind in the pine tree
    Is it the wind on the waves
    ; ;
    you have an excellent appreciation of the joys and wonders of the world around you MUST develop it; GO FOR IT.....


    It's midnight here and I am listening to techno-beat; enjoying your poems; ; ; ; ; ;
    I've put a couple of new ones on my page: mostly hard work

    here is something for you about the loved parents:
    (look up 'laten')

    She has laten years in the olden world
    but only such wise would understand
    It's a rainbow world though her skies are grey

Loneliness

Looking up I see so many stars
Yet, the sky looks palely lit
Setting dust giving a soft light effect
Making the atmosphere feel unreal
Like some bygone fairytale romance
Palm trees looking like tall grass flowers
Creates a calm, a dream even when awake.
Sitting out on such a night as this
How could I, but, not think of you?

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