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Cleverly Conjured (Blog marathon post 28)

I am sorry I had to remove this poem as it is under consideration for publication.© 2009 Preeti Shenoy
For more poems click here. Some poems have already appeared in print.

ps @ preetisatish.com.

Comments

  1. Very beautifully written pome :)

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  2. lovely preeti touched the heart

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  3. Preethy .... You are so much fun with words!! I can't for the life of me come up with such beautiful syntax .. Your poetry sounds so musical ... It ll sound great as a song!

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  4. very beautful...
    its wonderful to see how u can capture all the moods so perfectly..:)

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  5. You know what, you are my inspiration to write poems. I'm still learning though :P

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  6. And you know what, thank you for giving me the idea of writing (c) and do not copy below the poem. I decided to got for it after I indeed had one of my poems copied :|

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  7. I really do not know what magic you have that you simply string together some simple words and weave out something that is "fantabulous".

    I have to ask a question regarding copyright. Is it simply enough to put copyrighted below the post or you have to actually register it?? i do have some work planned and feel simply adding copyrighted may not be enough!

    Thanks for the morning dose :) :)

    cheers
    Shantharam

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  8. really a nice one ..very touching..
    good goin..kep it up..!!!
    Regards
    Nidhi

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  9. Beautiful. I'm not that much into poems, but something in that poem really touched me.

    :) Cheers...

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  10. Beautiful Preethi:-))!!!!!!

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  11. Reflections: Thank U Nancy. You really have been one of my biggest 'encouragers'. Much appreciate it.

    Arnab: Thank you. Appreciate your letting me know.

    Nidhi: thank u!

    Shantharam: Thank you. Different countries have different laws regarding copyright. It is complicated. If you google it you'll get all the info you seek.

    partywithneha: As flattering as it is supposed to be, to be copied, I really abhor it. I cherish individuality. Glad to 'inspire' you..Did notice that you put a graphic and a copyright symbol exactly in the same manner that I do for all my poems. Therefore I have felt this compelling urge to change my format in presenting my poems.

    Santasizing: Thank you so much.

    Ashwini: i wish you were Bon Jovi or aerosmith! :P :) Thanks for that fabulous compliment.

    Monika; thank you so much.


    Ajay: Thank you :)

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  12. There was a lyrical quality to your poetry. The words beautifully described the angst of the woman.I also loved your layout.

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  13. This is a beautiful poem Preeti :)

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  14. SMM; thanks so much.

    Aparna; thank u!

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  15. Well Crafted! :)

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  16. That is so beautiful

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  17. Mihir and Adisha: Thanks a lot!

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  18. Ur choice of words and what u convey..is so deep and yet so simple! Just perfect!

    btw..i really like how u copyright ur poems n pictures...for sumone as creative as u..its an absolute necessity!

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  19. I really liked this poem!
    and how true, just loved the way you presented it across :)

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  20. Loved the poem... very beautifully written poem

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  21. Sushobhan: thank u!

    Only one: thank u so much. You have been one of the very few people who have been so forthcoming with appreciation of my work right from the start. Much obliged.

    Pavi: Thank u so much!

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  22. Hmmmm...while I read your poem, I'm imagining myself sitting in a cafe sipping espresso, staring in space and thinking. Why? I don't know :)

    Beautiful. I love your imagination.

    :)

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  23. Yes, the same words can travel those distances and you are left wondering whether it is the time that give them their meaning and significance. And yes there always are actors involved too.
    And I think it was more about beautifully conveying those very thoughts, than the imagination, that is so remarkable about the poem :).

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  24. Beautifully done. It feels like there is a deep story behind this. Like the characters need to speak.

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  25. Lovely! And so true... some things do seem so different and hollow in the light of the day! Very nicely put!

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  26. Wannabe writer: Thank you!

    Rayne: Yes they need to, But pride gets in the way. Thank u.

    Brown Phantom: Aren't we all actors--just a little bit? (A large bit for some)--and thank you :)

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  27. Nice - Very intriguing :) Just caught up on ur blog....had a laptop free weekend :)

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  28. beautiful... sometimes its best that she/he is gone the next morning... then you don't have to keep up the pretense! :)

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  29. Hi Preeti, I have changed the "copyright" message on my poems. Since the copyright message is a universal symbol, I am unable to change it :|

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  30. Spoken words...like lanterns in the dusk,what a lovely picture!

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  31. Awww...really, I feel so good:-). Its just that I understand how much effort it must take to put up a 'good' post everyday.

    Superb Effort Preethi:-))!!!!!!!

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