Is not life a living tomb? ( Repost ) (poem) by Bhuwan Thapaliya on AuthorsDen

Reviewed by Simon Thurlow (Reader)

Reviewed on November 21, 2003

A sad but unfortunately all too true write. Well done

Reviewed by Sharron Tyrrell

Reviewed on November 18, 2003

powerful filled with food for the mind ..

Reviewed by Carmen Ruggero

Reviewed on November 18, 2003

Your first stanza drove me to tears. A very compelling write, a loud cry for compassion. Thank you for this.

Carmen

Reviewed by Regis Auffray

Reviewed on November 17, 2003

A power-packed piece of creativity, Bhuwan. Thank you! Regis

Reviewed by Marlene Dawn

Reviewed on November 17, 2003

Oh perfect!...It makes my heart ache. Thanks for sharing this wonderful write.

Marlene

Reviewed by Susan de Vegter

Reviewed on November 17, 2003

Bhuwan...my spiritual Guru of Love...Greed is the evil of man's manifestation upon each other. It is no love or compassion ( which is love). from the palaces of the rich moguls to the streets of calcutta greed comes in small amounts to the magnitude. It is the evil of man's selfishness that robs him of true love. What a waste of life to live without knowing true love. Me? I'd give all for love that is priceless. It always amazes me the price man puts on the treasures of the heart. I could expound in degreses here but I won't. You know my heart and we know one another's focus. Love,
Susan

Reviewed by E T Waldron

Reviewed on November 17, 2003

powerful heartwrenching, compassionate write! Well done Bhuwan!

Reviewed by Kay P Devenish

Reviewed on November 17, 2003

A deep profound statement on the harder/tougher side of life.
Best wishes always to you,
from
Kay.

Reviewed by George Carroll

Reviewed on November 17, 2003

Stunning piece of poetry

Reviewed by Lady Peg (Reader)

Reviewed on November 17, 2003

{{{BHUWAN}}}}

This is a jewel my friend...
"Of Innocent peoples pulsation,
Driven by the greed to rule
With scorching alacrity amongst,
The mechanism of times alteration "

Love N Luck Peggy

Reviewed by Trixie Love

Reviewed on November 17, 2003

Hi Bhuwan,
Outstanding as always...

Trixie :)

Reviewed by Floreann Cawley

Reviewed on November 17, 2003

An outstanding write..Floreann *****

Reviewed by Bonita Quesinberry

Reviewed on November 17, 2003

Ah, Bhuwan: not only very well penned but such truism. Indeed, we live this life as in a tomb, for our finite restrictive flesh prevents all that its resident is and can do. Oh, to be free to soar the heavens once again. ~~Bonnie Q

Reviewed by Kate Clifford (Reader)

Reviewed on November 17, 2003

My mother believes we are living in hell now. Only one direction to go when we leave :-) Great write.

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Reviewed on November 17, 2003

Life can be a living tomb for many - unfortunately. Mankind, which has been around for so long, still has so much to learn.

Reviewed by Leland Waldrip

Reviewed on November 17, 2003

Mere existence is hardly a life, may well be a living tomb. To contrast with real life I see as the difference between being self motivated and being an automaton. What little choice in the matter some would have was probably removed by their parents before their birth--or some set of parents before them. A deeply thought provoking write, my friend.
Best regards,
Leland

Reviewed by na na (Reader)

Reviewed on November 17, 2003

Life is a deep and desolate living tomb my friend Bhuwan for most of the world. Even those lucky to live in a free society and enjoy many daily comforts, are entombed and do not know it. Like children still suckling the mother's breast ... they are peacefully unaware of
all the danger that lurks around them and threatens them. Bhuwan, you write with insight and inspiration. Look how you made me respond, without even knowing my reasons for pouring out my 'chatter'
this way. Stay fast to the mast my friend. Stay fast to the mast. You are headed in the right direction. Bill

Reviewed by La Belle Rouge (Reader)

Reviewed on November 17, 2003

A wise and thought provoking write.

Reviewed by Erica Ivory

Reviewed on November 17, 2003

The story of human’s vegetation,
In the name of pure elation
That would relieve their heart,
Upon the termination

Of Innocent peoples pulsation,
Driven by the greed to rule
With scorching alacrity amongst,
The mechanism of times alteration

It has all been said... BRAVO!!

Reviewed by Tinka Boukes

Reviewed on November 17, 2003

Magnificent write Yet again Bhuwan!

You have a good heart my friend!!

Love Tinka

Reviewed by Susan Sparks (Reader)

Reviewed on November 17, 2003

Bhuwan: This is an EXTREMELY thought-provoking write. I have never thought of life as being a living tomb, but with my belief in reincarnation I do have to think of it that way in a way. It is in our human bodies where we are REALLY dead, for until we once again reach the Spirit state we can never really be set free. In our human bodies we are forced to feel pain. The wonderful God that I know would never cause us more pain than I can bear. I have been in INCREDIBLE pain in this life, so much pain that I tried to take my own life. I am so happy that God spared my life for I believe He has a useful purpose for me. I am an Eternal optimist and always try to look at the good side of even the Worst things. And the good side of life being a living tomb is that life doesn't last forever and that someday I will live in Nirvana. That is my goal. I want every life to be my last one. Don't know if THIS life is, but I have experienced an INCREDIBLE amount of pain in this life which I have joyfully overcome to become one of the happiest people I know. Thus the incredible sense-of-humor that I now possess. My happiness spills over on paper. Thank you for reposting this wonderful poem.

Reviewed by Sandie May Joyce (Sandie Angel)

Reviewed on November 17, 2003

How true this is! Bhuwan, I love this.

Sandie Angel a.k.a. May Lu :o)