In the dense forest, while walking through, you saw a torso, it was a man, lying nude in the field, torn out his chest, but the place was bloodless, so the man must have been dragged from other place, and you could not have unseen, and you could not unremembered; as a civilized person you dealt matter rightly and prayed for the soul of the man and you found so many questions unanswered, and till then you have been living with disremembered.
Well done, I enjoyed the read and found the free flow of thoughts, nice taletelling, fast forward, the story ended with some curious notes.
Well done, recent discoveries about the sun are worded and literal expression of the matter is interesting and appealing.
I liked the read; I have enjoyed the order in which you have worded the stand of discoveries; I liked the simplicity in presentation of the fact in an interesting note.
I think the first stanza of the poem is not expressive for there is a typo in the second line:
Sol sings
in frequencies to low
for the human ear to hear
For
Sol sings
in frequencies too low
for the human ear to hear
Briefly but righteously worded here in this poem; truth cannot be retold otherwise; we know the Son of God; He was destined to live on this earth such and He performed the duty; we know about His role as a Saviour of mankind as per the will of God.
We appreciate what you wish us to do; right, indeed, truly mentioned, I find, so naturally worded, and we must give our soul to Him for He is the only way to Heaven.
The theme is well fitted in, in this artistic composition, as it is now a nice work, in the form of the Neville, the enormous and eternal concept is seen captured in 7 lines.
The presentation and thematic capture is so cohesive and harmonic at par with the natural flow and development of fact with the twist nicely captured and put in words I liked.
The simplicity and originality of the eternal fact with a placement and resolution in discovering the truth is the artistic mode of thoughtful growth of the conceptual percolation I enjoyed.
I read a poem full of wisdom expressed in a specific form of presentation of words.
Truth is naturally portrayed. The storyline is truth based. Joseph had to accept Jesus the Son of God. It was destine as God decided in advance. Joseph had to protect Jesus from the crooked hand of Herod. Joseph loved Jesus and taught Him trade as he moved all to Egypt and then to Nazareth.
Truth retold briefly and righteously.
I liked the taletelling and presentation of the storyline in this little but grand poem naturally and eloquently.
Joseph also had a destined course of living as per the desire of God.
A thoughtful work, I find the concept is good enough, literary and imaginary thought takes a turn to reality, a conscious and intelligent approach about the issue – the sun is gone, it is so imaginatively put in the realm of problems and impracticability of happening, thought is somewhat against the rule of Natural and God’s infinite law of creation and universal administration, as common man would like to think the way, in imagination as we like to think so but when we find the impracticability, we come back to reality; so the taletelling is fantastic, I liked the sentiment and emotion so imaginatively worded.
The tale of George IV, the Prince of Whales, who died in 1830, is so lively presented, his bad and immoral act and ironic as well fateful activities in politics, well connected and reported; I liked his biographical projection in a few words.
Wonderful, an acrostic poem is so freely flown, history and your association and causal affiliation as well mention of historic involvement with the site and memorable relationship with the fellow members and a good institutional relation set in this artistic work; I liked; I enjoyed the flow of thoughts and a solid work of exaltation read pleasantly.
The point is well thought of, expressed and confidently conveyed; in death, God will answer us all the questions, and not in course of living, and you will ask about this, you expect if God will answer you ever; the matter is truthfully exposed and worded with an indefinite question; and you will continue asking the same question to God, you are in the same state of helplessness, answer is indefinite and in the oceans of thoughts and time; however, question is common and naturally brought out; it is a good endeavour.
You have raised many questions, as you have tried to put the problems before us, you being a writer keep the same question, you think it deep and pros and cons, you find common man is reluctant to think deep and take action, you point out the problem in words and place before everyone; ultimately we allow problems to continue, that we are not serious about solution, we are rather indifferent, so is our state of living; well said.
Whither is real, true, deep and intense faith, now faith is challenged at every stage of living, onto each object and course of human activities, even fate is challenged, right you are, but it has been a long process, reality is missing in each stand of living, showmanship, show and falsity, common man is unable to act; your work has good flow of thoughts, diverse but pointed to the theme; well done.
This is the state of mind that we feel, we pray to God to grant us another day for peace; in general, where love relation is at good state, we quarrel but we forget at night, we wish a renewed relation; it is easy to relate; I like this poem; it was a pleasant read; I enjoyed the free flow of thoughts and rhymes.
Fantastic, what a visual projection! I enjoyed the sound imagery, free flow of thoughts, nice composition, indeed a nice work done; the environment is so orderly depicted, I could feel the state of a stormy summer night; again, slowly after the rain subsides, there is freshness, sweltering at sleepless night and after that the earth slumbers, the contrast is so interesting to note and feel.
Very nice, indeed, I like the story, the experience of strolling with a girl on the beach one day; there is good flow of thoughts, I enjoyed the climax of the story, I could feel your position and state of feeling for the girl and the condition or happening.
I do not understand these lines, methinks, the lines are not expressive, on the other hand, these are not clear to me:
Walking South, just her and I.
Special beauty ..... a female's pose.
I do not like a title of a poem has a period at the end of the title.
I fail to understand the reason of not using a period at the end of a line, if it was needed for clarity. I am sorry, if it is your own style of expression, but you have not mentioned about your style anywhere.
You have thought peace is under the control of unwanted authorities, to say a bit ahead, you think, peace is now not within the grip or under the active control of God, anyway, this is one way lodging complaint against God, doubting and challenging God, methinks, but there is no such hint in clear term, so you might have thought it a little differently in a literary phase of expression, you have kept peace is under the wings of world beyond the controlling limit of God, I may think, God is now indifferent about peace on earth, God is the Father of His children and He loves His children and He keeps every children under His love and care, He is not accountable for peace in mankind or peace for man, it is man’s own duty, it is children’s responsibilities to preserve peace under the support and knowledge of God and other authorities, and straightforwardly, healing for peace is our duty, we have to take measures for our healing of peace in a peaceful manner per human norm for healing peace on the earth; anyway, I liked the endeavour.
Right, indeed, you speak out what you wish and desire, what is your aim and goal of life, writing-writing and writing, your head-heart-hand-blood-mind hub for writing, when you will not be here, people will read and try to understand your feeling, you think you have just begun writing, journey goes on, you never know when it will come to an end, your pen is not wearied of; nicely done, because you think, you write what you know and feel.
How many ways and means, manners and methods, orders and deals, visually and really, you had the chances, you took up measures to devour, betray, torture and welcome, really interesting, how far you could imagine, reach, think and ponder, act and react, all explored and expressed so righteously, rightly, eloquently and explicitly, I liked, all methinks no apparent or real loss but natural manifestation, so you express like going down memory lane; a nice work done.
How nice, remarkable, something visually fixed, well explored, nicely exposed, visual reflection is orderly projected, feeling emerged, after all it is all about a fleeting glimpse, around many objects, mind’s eye can see or look into infinite as imagination could think and see at the highest speed and without space; after all you had to walk down upon the surface or land.
Perchance, this is the most expressive poem by you I read here, thank you for sharing, the POV is rightly maintained, the role a warrior maintains so perfectly, I also find how the warrior keeps his attitude, aim and aspirations about war and event of a world war, further his description of war at the state of affairs in the battleground is nicely expressed; I enjoyed the free flow of thoughts read.
The subliminal feeling washed over you, it is expressed in steps in your movement, only someone could give a little happiness but you continued feeling lonely, you cried and thought of seeing someone to come with real help to give you a true association; I liked the poem.
Typos:
a lonliness (for a loneliness),
my lonliness (for my loneliness)
Truly expressed, a raccoon, bear like animal found in North America, seems to be a con artist, they are expert in thieving anything eatable, a raccoon stole something from the garbage cans of the poet last night; the story is nicely expressed in three lines.
Fantastic, this dark poem has a nice free flow of thoughts all the way; I enjoyed the read, though I expected more stunning visual imagery, but I am happy with the taletelling, how she made a self-inflicted wound and so tragic that she could not be saved; it was a suicidal attempt, how could her baby get an answer, but we know she once decided to do something like that, though she had no idea of effect of her action; I liked the realistic deal and expressive point in words.
This is indeed a sharable snapshot of memory from your childhood, it was an eating time and while enjoying coke and Hershey bars you felt sleepy but that fizzy crackle woke you up from the reluctant sleep, the moment you still remember as if the sound still rings in your ear; I enjoyed the read.
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