Driftwoods Poem by Sathya Narayana

I gave this an 8. It is a wonderful and, I believe, accurate description of humanity in its existence. Again, I am never quite sure how something like this needs to be structured to its best effect. In every prose piece, there are phrases which need to be the focus of the piece. I can easily see what they are, as well as others and the author. I have to assume and give freedom for the author to make such decisions. GW62

This work speaks to my heart and mind, but alas also to my memory.Too good.

Staring at the ‘future’ Congealing as ‘present’ And the ‘present’, freezing as ‘past’ Floating in muted patience Only rudderless boats we are Wafting the waters of time The sheer though behind these lines.. just so profound! amazing one!

A good and profound thought, beautifully put into words.

maybe we're just this way... what's harder to carry is the possibility on never reach the shore...10 for the poem!

Your last two paras concludes very effectively! I loved the expression of the present congealed as past, - like two dimensional snapshots stuck up in our family album! - Raj Nandy

its a profound comment on the state of apathy with which we drift through llife. the poem has a melancholic tone and a sense of resignation to human condition. you have woven a journey of drifthood with human life with great dexterity and imagey, that kind of has a haunting atomsphere. great poem 10 Mamta

Yes I enjoyed that piece of workthankyou Chris 10

Like my poem 'A driftwood I'm', you have written a poem on these driftwoods. Well done!