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Island

Rating: 3.4

Unsuitable for song as well as sense
the island flowers into slums
and skyscrapers, reflecting
precisely the growth of my mind.
I am here to find my way in it.
Sometimes I cry for help
But mostly keep my own counsel.
I hear distorted echoes
Of my own ambigious voice
and of dragons claiming to be human.

Bright and tempting breezes
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M Asim Nehal 05 January 2016

Very well written poem, birthplace remains dear to everyone....10

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A. Madhavan 06 June 2016

As a graduate student I rejoiced when the Illustrad Weekly printed some; Nissim Ezekiel was the presiding talent in the decades from 1950 on; later, P. Lal, also Dom Moraes. Glad to find this poem of N.E. here.

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B.m. Biswas 06 June 2016

Slams....the picture the poem portrays is the proof of the shame of modern society...humanity....great poem...the birdwatcher..

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Edward Kofi Louis 06 June 2016

I am here to find my way in it! Thanks for sharing.

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As I sleep the fragrance of ignorance.......A meaningful poem of human thoughts and failures.

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Dr Antony Theodore 06 September 2020

Even now a host of miracles hurries me a daily business, minding the ways of the island as a good native should, taking calm and clamour in my stride. A very fine poem. tony

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I like the.l8ne I hearthe echoes of my own distorted voicesIt.is a brief but a

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Dr Antony Theodore 06 September 2019

I hear distorted echoes Of my own ambigious voice and of dragons claiming to be human. very good poem indeed. tony

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saravanan 18 July 2019

it's a awesome poem...

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Paresh Chakra 29 November 2018

it is a very amazing poem

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