[Welcome to YWS by the way.] Wow... This was very beautiful. I liked the metaphors a lot. You can really describe things elegantly. This flowed so well, too, like a poem, except... not. Anyways, nice piece.
Wow, that was really good!! It flowed nicely together. But I would like to know how they spilt up, but I s'pose it doesn't matter if you can write like that.
Good job. Great personal piece. Good use of the metaphors... beautifully written. Like the other member said, it's very poetic.
Too bad I find those kinds of things boring.
But don't feel offended, I'm weird. I mean, it's great. You write wonderfully... but... I just... find that kind of writing unlikeable. Doesn't really appeal me.
Anyways, good job.
there are many problems in our times
but none of them are mine
hey, thank you for all the nice comments...i'm suprised to see anyone liked it, since i've started writing after a BIG gap of 2-3 years..and yeah...as to answer your question...the guy in the story died...anyway...thanx once again
hey, thank you for all the nice comments...i'm suprised to see anyone liked it, since i've started writing after a BIG gap of 2-3 years..and yeah...as to answer your question...the guy in the story died...anyway...thanx once again
Hey, thanx for the nice comments! I'm glad people liked it. And yes, it is something I experienced, well not exactly, in my case, the guy didn't die. This was just a way of letting out my feelings.
These were autumn mornings, the time of year when kings of old went forth to conquest; and I, never stirring from my little corner in Calcutta, would let my mind wander over the whole world. — Rabindranath Tagore, The Cabuliwallah
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