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Jasmin Whyte
(9/9/2009 5:44:00 AM) |
As if' Among flowers I find a cup of wine! '
what a beautiful sensual line that spills its contents over the rest of this fresh poem. Thank you!
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Subroto Chatterjee
(8/22/2009 4:37:00 AM) |
The adult in us might be a kill-joy...and yet we need it for survival...A necessary evil? ? No..! ! But the child in you is very much evident from the various creative way in which you've arranged the titles of your poems....some abandoment...that..but do keep on sharing..
Cheers.
Subroto
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AnahataShree Bangalore, INDIA
(7/22/2009 3:27:00 AM) |
W0W!
the! ! ! ! s on the title of the poem in itself is
an Agreably disagreable CHILD! ! !
L0L
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Hasmukh Amathalal
(7/9/2009 9:34:00 PM) |
The child in me
Is wide awake
Old habits of childhood
Still in my lonesome nature
All fresh and......... i loved your poem... beautiful and simple write...10
read mine innocence regained.....child....school....teacher no please....hen laid an eggs....all kids series by me... comment if u like to
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Saadat Tahir
(7/3/2009 1:37:00 PM) |
remembered..
the return of innocence...ENIGMA
very nice and beautiful
cheers
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Anjali Sinha
(6/11/2009 1:22:00 PM) |
wowwwwwwwww Malini,
the child in you is so apparent
good write
anjali
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surya surya
(6/7/2009 3:07:00 AM) |
it is always a wonderfull act to go back to child hood..nie feeling
posted10
surya
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C. P. Sharma
(6/4/2009 8:44:00 AM) |
A retrospect into innocent and carefree childhood lightens the bone breaking burden of adulthood. Very well penned.
CP
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