Ajay Seshadri

Rookie - 67 Points (01/03/1983 / Chennai)

Verse By The Graveyard - Poem by Ajay Seshadri

Past the graveyard down the road,
Lives or dies a man out cold
Every minute is a burning desire
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Comments about Verse By The Graveyard by Ajay Seshadri

  • Lyn Paul (2/28/2014 2:08:00 AM)

    An Excellent write Ajay. I particularly like the title. A great Poem of the day. Congrats. (Report) Reply

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  • (9/20/2013 12:31:00 AM)

    Excellent imagery evoking the feelings of what can only be a desperate person seeking any help he can get even if that were to be a graveyard. 'Will any hand rise from the many dead' is powerful. (Report) Reply

  • Luna Tsuki (8/16/2013 5:59:00 AM)

    amazing poem, I congratulate you on the brilliant use of words. (Report) Reply

  • (2/28/2013 9:14:00 PM)

    the vagrants try to sleep on the concrete slab of the cemeteries, as those places are more convenient for them to have proper rest and it is the common sight in our part of the world! the idea you had conceived to write this poem is nice...but

    Yet every minute is a burning desire
    For him to feel there's nothing higher!

    as long as the livings have the stomachs, the fire in it will make them to wake up! the stomachs are higher than any else in the world! Congratulations! Ajay! I like your poems!
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  • Gajanan Mishra (2/28/2013 7:08:00 AM)

    Every minute is a burning desire. wonderful. (Report) Reply

  • (2/28/2013 2:27:00 AM)

    you wrote this at the age of 27. i wonder what will you write when you are 37. will you leave anything for any one else to write about. Fantastic Ajay, brilliant poem. (Report) Reply

  • Wahab Abdul (2/29/2012 11:12:00 PM)

    Smartly well described and well scripted, fully thoughtful and engrossing, I like it. (Report) Reply

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  • (7/18/2010 3:01:00 PM)

    Yet every minute is a burning desire
    For him to feel there's nothing higher! ~ Great bereavement yet so touchy moving diction …finality has been finalized … congrats for sharing Sir
    Ms. Nivedita
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  • (7/17/2010 7:10:00 AM)

    An inspired poem. Descriptive, well penned! ; D (Report) Reply

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