Where am I from?

Where am I from? Same … from mother’s womb

Who is mother? Who else? You assume.

Think straight. Mother is Earth.

Eternal seed gave birth.

We all are friends of time and just bloom.

Talking rubbish? Want poles or regions?

Why can’t we all be peace pigeons?

My blood is red… Tell yours?

Disturbed ? We are matures!

Let ‘thanks giving day’ be to eons.

Comments: 14

Rosa See Ya Nov 24, 2006, 3:28am EST

Beautiful !!

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manoj sanyal Nov 24, 2006, 6:19am EST

Thanks Rosa... But your rating of 10 has been spoiled by some veiled person who has ranked the poem low ... I salute you ... ... your poetics and spoils...my unknown invisible critic ... and happy 'thanks giving' to you and your family.

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LittleMissSunshine - Shel & Barney Rule L. Nov 24, 2006, 7:40am EST

Rosa, This is nice and a new take on the I Am From poems everyone is doing. Very creative.

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Barbra L. Nov 24, 2006, 10:19am EST

manoj: How interesting that we can be so far away and yet possess the same inner qualities. "We are all friends of time and just bloom." I just love that! How true it is. Thank you for sharing this.

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vijay kumar Nov 24, 2006, 11:53am EST

A powerful, thought provoking poem with a message distinctly relevant to the times.

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manoj sanyal Nov 24, 2006, 10:59pm EST

Thanks Shelly, Barbara and Vijay for appreciation of this different take on 'who I am from' with experimentation poetics.

Happy 'Thanks giving' to you all.

Best wishes.

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Barbary Chaapel Nov 25, 2006, 1:46pm EST

What a wonderful answer to the challenge, this great poem of sentiment and truth, Manoj.

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manoj sanyal Nov 25, 2006, 10:22pm EST

Thanks Barbary for liking this differnt take ....

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John F Walter Nov 27, 2006, 3:55pm EST

Wonderful use of the short, snappy approach, almost remonstrating the reader: "Think straight." The following is just a brilliant line: "We all are friends of time and just bloom." I would give my right arm to write a line like that, and it comes out of the poem organically, effortlessly.
First rate piece about what it is to be human, have a legacy, live on Earth.

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