Phases Of Love (poem) by Bhuwan Thapaliya on AuthorsDen

Reviewed by P. Michaels (Reader)

Reviewed on November 10, 2003

Bhuhwan,

Hope not. Your poem goes well with the picture.

Reviewed on November 1, 2003

You art stunned me first then you words matched it so beautifully it was all of a breathtaking piece!Bhuwan such continuity, you are infinite;-)

Reviewed by Christine Morell

Reviewed on November 1, 2003

A fine opinion. Excellent, Bhuwan.
~Chrissie

Reviewed by serenety L (Reader)

Reviewed on November 1, 2003

Love this opinion of yours.
Well done.
Nico

Reviewed by Kate Clifford (Reader)

Reviewed on November 1, 2003

Great write!

Reviewed by Taylor Trenton (Reader)

Reviewed on November 1, 2003

I like your opinion.

"Red
Rose

Red
Lips

Red
Blood

And,

Black
Death

Are,

The
Phases

Of
Love "

Taylor

Reviewed by Carolyn Red Bear (The Bear Paw)

Reviewed on November 1, 2003

My, how such few words can paint such a large picture! The photo you included enhances, but the write stands on it's own.... excellent my friend....
In Spirit,
Bear

Reviewed by Retta (Reindeer) Mckenzie

Reviewed on November 1, 2003

So well expressed Bhuwan, this was outstanding, feeling this so deeply this morning,

Reindeer

Reviewed by Floreann Cawley

Reviewed on November 1, 2003

your poetry is amazing..Floreann *****

Reviewed by William Bonilla

Reviewed on November 1, 2003

Bhuwan, My friend
your feeling most of the times
dispence wisdom,
as a rose dispences her beauty.

an excellent write
William

Reviewed by Anna Marie Fritz (Reader)

Reviewed on November 1, 2003

Bhuhwan, my poet friend, though your words express a great
"individual" truth, please remember that the "black" at the
end of your verse can also apply to the rich soil in which
a brand new rose will bloom.

Reviewed by Carmen Ruggero

Reviewed on November 1, 2003

Your feelings are well expressed in just very few words.
Carmen

Reviewed by jude forese

Reviewed on November 1, 2003

very interesting description on your impression of the stages of love, centering about you...

Reviewed by Regis Auffray

Reviewed on October 31, 2003

True love never dies. All is not black and white or, in this case, red and black. But I understand your sentiments and I like this. Thank you.

Reviewed by Tinka Boukes

Reviewed on October 31, 2003

Goodness then I must be close to the black stage...because mine is at trublue....geeee....have to do something about it Hey!!

Most interesting write Bhuwan!!

love Tinka

Reviewed by na na (Reader)

Reviewed on October 31, 2003

How sad that in the end love was extinguished Bhuwan! It doesn't have to be that way. When it becomes this ... maybe we should take a good look at the love object. Many times I have felt the same way in my search for unending, undying, unconditional love. Finally I found it at 70. So now all the heartbreak and tears are behind me; at least for a little while. Knowing what you seek exists will keep you in the search for it. Just hope you can recognize it when it is in front of you, and find your helpmate in your youth. I am not as pessimistic as you. I believe in you and what you stand for and feel in your heart. You will triumph in love soon my friend. Mark my words. Soon, very soon you will understand. Your friend Bill