Bhuwan....this is perfect. There is an old Yiddish joke that goes something like this: "People make plans and God laughs." Your poem reminded me of it.
Reviewed by Kate Clifford (Reader)
Reviewed on February 16, 2003
Extremely profound words and thoughts expressed here. Great write.
Eternal dark expedition of life
Marches ahead in grisly fright
Life is howling for bright light
Afraid is life sans Sun’s light
Love your write
But are you (e) too??
As explained to eileen?
Confusing me ain't you
Love
tinka
wanted you to know e is me Bhuwan ...sorry for the mistake;-)
Reviewed by e
Reviewed on February 15, 2003
Bhuwan the chilling picture sets the stage...I see the depth of your ponderings as if evil is happy knowing it has us heading for the pyre, while the world is more foe than friend...your writing is excellent and meaningful.
Reviewed by Tien Avielle (Reader)
Reviewed on February 15, 2003
"How can I call strangers my foe? " - That's the question everyone should ask themselves - and find that the answer is "I can't." - have to get to know them personally, until you both prove yourselves to each other. That's hard in a world that shoots long range, where faces go unseen, and people are all "enemies" because they share a common name...be it Iraqi or American or any other. Keep spreading the message of love, that's all you can do...and you do it well.
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Marches ahead in grisly fright
Life is howling for bright light
Afraid is life sans Sun’s light
Love your write
But are you (e) too??
As explained to eileen?
Confusing me ain't you
Love
tinka
Mountains of sorrow is rising still
And tears shed from the eyes
Yet, Happiness I glimpse not."
Bhuwan, this is so very sad..like impending danger....very well written with much emotion..Floria
Emotional depth in this one.
Peg