Comments received on poems by Kathryn Amaka
WISHES
2781 said:
\"In the midst of the street of it, and on either side of the river, there was the tree of life, which bear twelve manner of fruits and yielded her fruit every month: and the leaves of the tree were for the healing of the nations.\"
July 4th, 2023 09:44
2781 said:
\"In the midst of the street of it, and on either side of the river, there was the tree of life, which bear twelve manner of fruits and yielded her fruit every month: and the leaves of the tree were for the healing of the nations.\"
July 4th, 2023 09:44
Obsession
Garth Rakumakoe said:
Speaks of a far away longing, whence the heart feels it belongs, with a musical undertone to it. True love is at the surface of these words. Charmingly woven.
June 27th, 2023 09:32
Garth Rakumakoe said:
Speaks of a far away longing, whence the heart feels it belongs, with a musical undertone to it. True love is at the surface of these words. Charmingly woven.
June 27th, 2023 09:32
Obsession
Bobby O said:
I love the surreptitious references to some pretty cool songs. Another perfect one could be that classic by Smokey,
HERE I GO AGAIN
“ my heart said to me , don’t walk head on into misery, hey with your eyes wide open can’t you see, a hurts in store, just like before”
Anyway, I digress, it’s a real nice piece, I love the varied phrasing and the honesty and the movement toward a concept.
June 23rd, 2023 04:59
Bobby O said:
I love the surreptitious references to some pretty cool songs. Another perfect one could be that classic by Smokey,
HERE I GO AGAIN
“ my heart said to me , don’t walk head on into misery, hey with your eyes wide open can’t you see, a hurts in store, just like before”
Anyway, I digress, it’s a real nice piece, I love the varied phrasing and the honesty and the movement toward a concept.
June 23rd, 2023 04:59
Journey of Life
Garth Rakumakoe said:
Amongst the greatest of truths told, and told truthfully. Your pen weaves an honest cursive, fellow poet. 🙏🏼
June 21st, 2023 13:13
Garth Rakumakoe said:
Amongst the greatest of truths told, and told truthfully. Your pen weaves an honest cursive, fellow poet. 🙏🏼
June 21st, 2023 13:13
Unbreak my heart
Garth Rakumakoe said:
Wow!!!
So, Joe Cocker once said \"unchained my heart\" . This piece runs along the same vein.... Don\'t know why I haven\'t been here before. I have a feeling I shall be revisiting... So much love disclosure in this one. An impressive write. 🙏🏼
June 21st, 2023 12:57
Garth Rakumakoe said:
Wow!!!
So, Joe Cocker once said \"unchained my heart\" . This piece runs along the same vein.... Don\'t know why I haven\'t been here before. I have a feeling I shall be revisiting... So much love disclosure in this one. An impressive write. 🙏🏼
June 21st, 2023 12:57
Shattered dreams
Garth Rakumakoe said:
A piece fiercely in the centre of one\'s own defining... Mightily weaved. Thank you for sharing. Belongs in my favorites. 🙏🏼
June 21st, 2023 12:53
Garth Rakumakoe said:
A piece fiercely in the centre of one\'s own defining... Mightily weaved. Thank you for sharing. Belongs in my favorites. 🙏🏼
June 21st, 2023 12:53
TIME
LIZ said:
True!! We take it for granted! Hopefully we learn from our mistakes, to appreciate the present.
June 15th, 2023 09:54
LIZ said:
True!! We take it for granted! Hopefully we learn from our mistakes, to appreciate the present.
June 15th, 2023 09:54
Men do cry too.
Goldfinch60 said:
Men do cry Kathryn, I certainly do in both sadness and happiness, it is not something I hide as it is part of my feelings in life.
Good words.
Andy
June 6th, 2023 00:24
Goldfinch60 said:
Men do cry Kathryn, I certainly do in both sadness and happiness, it is not something I hide as it is part of my feelings in life.
Good words.
Andy
June 6th, 2023 00:24
Men do cry too.
bobfallon said:
I will be seventy in March and it hurts, life hurts, hopefully not more than it doesn\'t. bobfallon
June 5th, 2023 21:08
bobfallon said:
I will be seventy in March and it hurts, life hurts, hopefully not more than it doesn\'t. bobfallon
June 5th, 2023 21:08
Men do cry too.
Accidental Poet said:
Is a man only a man
If the pull of gravity he can resist?
Well written Kathryn. 👍
June 5th, 2023 12:48
Accidental Poet said:
Is a man only a man
If the pull of gravity he can resist?
Well written Kathryn. 👍
June 5th, 2023 12:48
Men do cry too.
Soman Ragavan said:
I am copying here my comments on the poem \"Men only cry when it rains\" by rhmn-7 :
rhmn_7
Men only cry when it rains
My comments on the poem \"Men only cry when it rains”
It is widely considered unmanly to cry. So, men have to hide to cry. They cry in the silence of their solitary rooms, unseen by others, unknown to others.
From my poem “Papa !” :
“Slowly against the fence I sank. I slid.
With my hands my tears I hid.
A man, a martyr had to hide to cry.
Not any solace around could I espy.
(…)
“So be it. ‘Tis unmanly to weep.
But, the cut went so deep, so deep…
Those tears how to hold back :
How to face yon blist’ring attack…
My tears flew down. Unseen. Hidden.
All around, voices of carefree children.
In my heart, the cruel couple stirr’d a sword.
To describe the torture, I can’t find a word…
(…)”
We cry when it rains : we then have an excuse : we can then say it’s the rain…
Society will forgive us…
(My poem “Papa !” will appear later on this site. They only accept a poem a day here. I have to wait 150 days to post 150 poems. Meanwhile see my site : https://allpoetry.com/Soman_Ragavan)
Soman Ragavan. 29 May, 2023. // Posted here on 5 June, 2023. SR //
June 5th, 2023 09:44
Soman Ragavan said:
I am copying here my comments on the poem \"Men only cry when it rains\" by rhmn-7 :
rhmn_7
Men only cry when it rains
My comments on the poem \"Men only cry when it rains”
It is widely considered unmanly to cry. So, men have to hide to cry. They cry in the silence of their solitary rooms, unseen by others, unknown to others.
From my poem “Papa !” :
“Slowly against the fence I sank. I slid.
With my hands my tears I hid.
A man, a martyr had to hide to cry.
Not any solace around could I espy.
(…)
“So be it. ‘Tis unmanly to weep.
But, the cut went so deep, so deep…
Those tears how to hold back :
How to face yon blist’ring attack…
My tears flew down. Unseen. Hidden.
All around, voices of carefree children.
In my heart, the cruel couple stirr’d a sword.
To describe the torture, I can’t find a word…
(…)”
We cry when it rains : we then have an excuse : we can then say it’s the rain…
Society will forgive us…
(My poem “Papa !” will appear later on this site. They only accept a poem a day here. I have to wait 150 days to post 150 poems. Meanwhile see my site : https://allpoetry.com/Soman_Ragavan)
Soman Ragavan. 29 May, 2023. // Posted here on 5 June, 2023. SR //
June 5th, 2023 09:44
