Aids Poem by .Pd. is here

This is wonderful girl i wish i had written it....and i know how it is i have seen and lost some one DeaR by that disease wish soon they would find cure for it that's my daily prayer **KoNI**

I really like your poem, All you have to do is were something to prevent the AIDS. and people would live longer.

PREETS...SOBERING AND WELL WRITTEN REMINDER ABOUT WHATS GOIN' DOWN ON PLANET EARTH/2006...INSIGHTFULL & WELL CRAFTED...YOU'VE GOT A POTPOURI OF TALENT...DIVERSIFICATION WILL ALWAYS KEEP WATER IN THE WELL, EVEN ON THE DRIEST OF DAY'S....A (10) , YOUNG LADY FOR A POEM WELL VERSED... ''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''~F.J. R.'''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''

that is a very touching poem i can feel how your felling.: (

AMEN! ! ! Preeti, I totally love the inspiration and courage you put into words here throughout this whole poem, but most of all this part here is my fav... Modern man forearmed with education, is practicing wretched ignorance and alienating AIDS victims who need our love and support, and not being ostracized which just adds to their problems. Love them in their moments of pain for a little love from man to man never goes in vain. Wow! Just Awesome! Truly an art of words! You got a gift! Going to use a phrase a dear friend I recently met said to me... 'Keep the pen a pumpin'! ! ' A whopin' 10! ! ! ! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Kristin Davis~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

A good social theme to bring a total awareness among the present generation.

Cool way to get people to look at it again. nice work

Dear Preeti, As poets we are the recorded voices of our generation...and yours is exceptionally poignant and, especially for one so young! So many lived life experiences have colored my thoughts...basic human rights, human dignity and the right to love and be loved are all forefront in my guiding thoughts...I pray, all, one day will come to cherish and embrace each of these rights in daily their action! I have worked in the medical in field most of my life...I worked with the very first known men dying from aids (in those days, we only touched these fellows fully gowned and masked) and I have held and soothed crying hiv-infected infants when no one would...after drawing thier blood from tiny limbs... I began a migrant farm-worker mission...(read: We Will be Good Feet, We Promise) images of these workers robbed and dipped in poverty...body, mind and soul still haunt me... And now I contemplate returning to school for more training at age 50...to become a rural doc for poor here in rural Tennessee...the need is so great... I am in awe of your poem, AIDS, Preeti...please continue write, your finely focused heart is a wonderful gift! ~ Debora ps. I do plan to keep reading...all your writing: -)

The title happened to catch my eye and as i was reading it, it felt a little like a health class lecture, not really a poem, until the latter part of the poem. Very interesting style though, very unique

Preeti............ Really a thought provoking problem. You do write on varied topics Anjana