Monday, August 3, 2009

! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! Voiceless! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! Comments

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Climbed the stairs slowly due to arthritis
Rummaged in the bag for the house keys.
Unlocked the main door, and wearily stepped in
Laughing Buddha seemed to mock and grin…
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Mamta Agarwal
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Subroto Chatterjee 05 August 2009

Mamtadidi....you're no cicada. Don't know about your male clans though. But this poem beautifully expressed the female anguish......What feelings....Write on.. Cheers. Subroto

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Raj Nandy 03 August 2009

Some of the undesirable elements of our modern life, Have resulted in projecting this ' voiceless' side! We, who remain sandwiched between the old and the new, Find Silence is Golden, so why Argue? ! Let the lotus bloom and the Buddha smile! 10+ With best wishes from your 'thinking poet', Raj.

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Rakesh Bedi 03 August 2009

A real thought provoking poem, mamta! (Time permitting, go through a poem by me-' But, why should you...? ')

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Sandra Martyres 03 August 2009

You have captured a typical day in the life of a housewife....and put it across so artistically in poetic words..lovely piece Mamta

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Lynda Robson 03 August 2009

Family life depicted so well, us women have to put up with many things lol, 10 Lynda xx

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Saadat Tahir 03 August 2009

dera mamtaji...very nice you always pick mundane every day...happenings and craft them into beautiful art pieces.. great charming poetry speaks volumes about routine life... up close and warm to the touch just a tinge of angry humour...beautiuful cheers and ten

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