Loss (poem) by Bhuwan Thapaliya on AuthorsDen

Reviewed by Birdie Houston (Reader)

Reviewed on March 4, 2003

This was good, I could sadly see a person who was falling a person of broken dreams and shattered emotions. Sometimes life is a long ways from fair we become lost have to keep moving until we find the light at the end of the tunnel. From deep within we have to struggle until we find that last bit of strength hold to it without letting go.

Reviewed by Gaye Dale (Reader)

Reviewed on February 27, 2003

Imagine the child on you knee, you thought you'd never have. He looks up at your face, and studies silently the stubble on your chin, the hollow in your cheek. An innocent hand reaches up and touches your prickly skin. One moment the most heartwrenchingly gentle touch, the next, you're removing a vice-icious grip whilst he smiles unaware up at you. And woundedly amused you remember the time when you would not have thought this was possible..... Walk on, walk on, with hope in your heart and you'll never walk alone.....

Reviewed by Sara Coslett

Reviewed on February 26, 2003

Bhuwan, life is so difficult for so many people. But as far as we really know this is the only life we get so we might as well live it and live it as best we can, when we can.

Take care and I hope you feel stronger soon.

Reviewed by Joel Raja Kumar J (Reader)

Reviewed on February 26, 2003

A Sad poem, Bhuwan. Do not forget if there is no challenges in life, life will be too dull and if you want excitement and pleasure, face what ever it is and instead of expecting, Give.

Love from Coimbatore - Joel -

Reviewed by the phantom pheonix (Reader)

Reviewed on February 26, 2003

loss and pain is hardto deal with trust me i know but you have a brght future taht is what sshould matter you are an exceptional poet and dont let anyone tell you different

Reviewed by Tinka Boukes

Reviewed on February 26, 2003

Bhuwan this is a sad write.....i have been in that same spot so many times you know......but somehow I am still here and greatful for that......just be strong and believe in yourself my friend and you will be okay...OKAY?
love
Tinka

Reviewed by William Bonilla

Reviewed on February 26, 2003

My Brother, Your beautiful words flow, like honey through a cone, being scribed with a golden pen..... pray is only a poem

William

Reviewed by Debby Rosenberg

Reviewed on February 26, 2003

beyond the loss is essence of life

Reviewed by Floria Kelderhouse (Reader)

Reviewed on February 26, 2003

Bhuwan this is so sad it made me cry...Life is always worth living my friend...God wants you to live it to the fullest..I know you have other beliefs but still...your soul is alive...life is not easy...it is a struggle indeed..we must find that inner strength through faith..take care my friend..and keep writing..Floria

Reviewed by La Belle Rouge (Reader)

Reviewed on February 26, 2003

So sad and hopeless, I hope this one is fiction. Life is a gift, we all forget that sometimes when it's not the gift we expected.

Reviewed by George MacLean Akurunwa

Reviewed on February 26, 2003

Deeply moving. May the Lord comfort you and meet your at the point of your pains and aches.

Reviewed by Paul Berube

Reviewed on February 26, 2003

As Ted says, "it is indeed a very sad topic." Life is too precious to live in a perpetual hell. It must be aged and savoured to its' completion. Good write.

Reviewed by Lady Peg (Reader)

Reviewed on February 26, 2003

Bhuwan,

hugs this better not be reality for you my gifted friend should be happy
"But broken promises and shattered dreams
Loss is a terrible feeling
When you get that feeling
You will say that life is not worth living"
Love n luck n PEACE}}}}}}}} Excellent write
Peg

Reviewed by Tony Nerone (Reader)

Reviewed on February 26, 2003

A powerful write. You write of depression. AS someone with chronic depression, I can relate to this great write.

TY
Tony:)

Reviewed by Erica Ivory

Reviewed on February 26, 2003

Very deep and troubling...I struggle with this more than I like to admit. Excellent

Reviewed by Ted Sheridan (Reader)

Reviewed on February 26, 2003

Very sad topic and one that I never address as Life is too glorious to miss