the closed windows

Greetings Meenakshi,

This was a well thought out calculative poem, that left me saying many times to myself, "so true, so true, what you say is so true" and you conveyed it with authoritative deliverance. A poem of beauty and with all the meaning in the world to take note and adhere to its message before the message has gone and all we are left with is the aftermath of a planet done wrong and one that in the end will retaliate for its misuse by man kind. I too just as William, took favor to these selected lines...

Great poem,

Jim

How many solutions you demand from life
when the math has already failed
and how many birds you will leave in the sky
when the cage is already nailed

                         and

Sometimes there is no struggle
sometimes there is no strength
how many sleeps you are going to throw away
when there is a night of infinite length

                      and

The doors that guard the dark rooms
lock them down and return there never
because no matter how hard the sun shines
their windows are closed forever

Dear Meenakshi,

A beautiful poem with a great deliverance and a rhythmic warning for that hungry soul that got lost at the sea for he was fed by what is the blind greed, which so intoxicated him that he sank the same ship that came to deliver him to the shore.

A mans destruction is delivered by the hammer in his own hands.

I loved every line, every beat, and as Dear William and Sir Jimmy expressed you have got a golden heart and a brave pen.

Keep on shinning

Shirley

Hello Great Lady Shirley,

About to leave but must stay and pay my respects to you of all people. Hope all is o.k. and will set and deliver a more detailed message when  return tomorrow....You take care and all sends their love..

Forever,

Jimmy Lee Arnold 

You amaze me Sir Jimmy tell your great mother i loved her clown poem for me and kiss her on her golden cheecks.

Safe regards

Shirley