Dementia Poem by subodh pandey


Rating: 4.4

A man stands at window, watches a tree
thrusting its outline in the sunbeams
The sunrays roll down the leaves,
in all splendour.
He strives long to turn out
a leaf out of the gone by
agonisingly close the image of his
memories shatters again and again
within him
He stills his hands on a parapet,
lighted by daylight.

Dave Walker 03 January 2012

Really great poem. Enjoyed it. Great write. May i invite you to read my new poem called, World On It's Knees

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Sajna Kailas 06 January 2012

nice experience, I pictured the scene while reading this.loved it a good poem.keep it up! !

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Deep Mukherjee 10 January 2012

Your poem has this capacity of creating a picture or scenario or flow of evevnts infront of the eyes.......great :)

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Crisa Earley 01 February 2012

There is a lot of very good imagery. I had a very clear picture in my head while reading well done.

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Walterrean Salley 30 January 2012

Wonderful poem. Great job, unveiling the sad reality of life - well communicated. May you continue. voted 10

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Rick Adriolo 26 January 2012

very nice written.. it delivers feeling and meaning..

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Misses Unknown 19 January 2012

i like this one well done keep up the good work (:

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Lasoaphia Quxazs 14 January 2012

The thought is clear, however, I am a different generation. I grew up to 15 age without a doctor, so I learned to find people who explains the sicknesses differently then a doctor. In this case the dementia comes when someone wants to forget some bad memory of his life, so he looses all, because do not want to face the world with what he did. The poem is well written.

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