Terse Verses (II)

In the course of endless quarrel,
All the parties died .
Orphaned, kinless,
Clamour cried.

Reviews

[AYVID N]

Really no one truly wins in strife...so beautifully said Mr. Anand.

[Anand Sehgal]

Yet, we remain busy fighting at different levels all the time... Irony of life !

[Great Aunt Astri]

This should be a warning to all, very apt for our times. Hopefully out of the 'clamour' there will be new birth!
I love this clever short poem.

[Anand Sehgal]

I am elated to know that this short write could reach you :) thanks a lot :)

[Jennie Baron]

Beautiful and eloquent! Again, many words condensed into a few perfect ones.

[Anand Sehgal]

Thanks so very much. Your reviews mean a lot to me ma'am :)

[Stella Armour]

new beginnings are needed

[Anand Sehgal]

Yes, that is how the eras are born :)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

the way the world is going at the moment...this might be soon the end of the party.

[Anand Sehgal]

Yes, crazy times !