Thursday, January 1, 2004

Grey Hairs Comments

Rating: 2.9

These are ashes of treasures:
Of hurt and loss.
These are ashes in face of which
Granite is dross.


Marina Ivanovna Tsvetaeva
M Asim Nehal 06 September 2020

This is wonderful poem on aging.10

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Bernard F. Asuncion 15 January 2017

Awesome poem........ thanks for sharing.....

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Gajanan Mishra 15 January 2017

it's not you who have betrayed me.

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Rajnish Manga 15 January 2017

It is a wonderful commentary on life which has its own share ups and downs and changes. Means God knocks at the door - Once the house has burned down!

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A beautiful poem Marina.Congratulations on being member of the day Col Muhammad Khalid Khan

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Sylvaonyema Uba 15 January 2017

Dove, naked and brilliant. Grey is beautifully golden. It is full of wisdom and shared experience. Well done! Sylva-Onyema Uba.

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Tom Allport 15 January 2017

visible moment's that show life's sorrow, painted grey?

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Edward Kofi Louis 15 January 2017

Ashes of treasures. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Pamela Sinicrope 03 September 2015

Grey is powerful!

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grey is worth for life experiences and symbol of aging process. The poet taken the subject with perfect beauty and awareness and it is so much glad to read.

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