Near My Mother. Poem by Dr. Antony Theodore

.oh my dear Tony you said it all you deserve the very best as always 10

small but it carries a lot of meaning....................nice one........

I watched alone. The distant fields filled with flames Of hatred and selfishness condemned to burn to ashes and be blown away by a fast wind Into the valley of nothingness. Ho....could you imagine what have you drawn yourself! Classic and unique piece of proud-art of human. Just sit beside the origin of myself and beside the roadside....amazing Dr. Poet....really I have not read you before so loudly. Echoes within....Into the valley of nothingness. But here I can start a debate...valley and nothingness.....is it possible to create any imagery! Nothingness grammatically is an infinite entity, but valley is very finite one.... imprisoned by measurable units. Valley of nothingness is very romantic to listen, but meaningless perhaps. Well-written really an excellent creation...so come out so much quarry..... Regards, 10+ pranab

wow sooooooo deep thought................