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Recent Reviews for Bhakta Raj Giri
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I DIDN’T KNOW (Poetry) - 5/13/2009 10:04:16 AM
Great,and touching.
Happy Birthday (Poetry) - 1/17/2007 2:42:54 PM
I am so glad to be the first to look at your work and this is such a cute and reall poem that you have mastered.
Spiteful (Poetry) - 12/12/2006 9:38:07 AM
Not bad. Loved the imagery. I think the large font is unecessary embellishment though.
Depression (Poetry) - 12/11/2006 7:00:49 AM
Seems you have called it what it is, thankfully most of us only have the milder varieties . . .
Picnic (Poetry) - 12/6/2006 6:02:41 AM
Really Strange
THE ILLUSION!!! (Poetry) - 11/22/2006 9:38:34 PM
I'm unsure of the current situation, the devistating news that last came out was that Refugees are not born but created by states, individuals and groups." said Sadako Ogata, the United Nations High Commissioner for Refugees. She has rightly said that "the issue of human rights and the problems of refugees are inextricably linked. The vast majority of refugees are driven from their homes by human rights abuses. Persecution, torture, killings and the reprehensible practice of ‘ethnic cleansing’ generate huge flow of refugees". The Nepali-speaking Southern Bhutanese refugees just fit in her description.
They were driven off from their homes by the racist Bhutanese government since 1990. Over 134,000 of Bhutanese citizens, approximately twenty percent of Bhutan’s total population, are now living in the refugee camps, outside of camps in Nepal and India. Bhutan is thus, responsible generation of highest per capita refugee in the world.
While refugees from such countries as Somalia, Afghanistan, Sudan and former Yugoslavia were victims of armed conflicts or civil war, refugees from Bhutan were forced to leave their country not because of civil war or foreign intervention but because of the racist and ethnocentric policies and feelings of the Government against the Nepali-speaking citizens of southern Bhutan, called Lhotshampas. They have become victims of the government’s racist and 'ethnic cleansing policy".
THE ILLUSION!!! (Poetry) - 11/13/2006 1:12:20 PM
It's important that we highlight these things as you have done so effectively. I wish you all the best in your quest.
Chanti
Ouch! (Poetry) - 11/12/2006 11:42:27 PM
There is wisdom in what you express here. Thank you. Love and peace to you,
Regis
Come On...! (Poetry) - 11/12/2006 11:41:31 PM
Inspiring thoughts. Thank you for sharing them. Love and peace to you,
Regis
Come On...! (Poetry) - 10/30/2006 12:25:00 PM
Powerful poem and inspiration for the freedom fighters.......
Ouch! (Poetry) - 10/30/2006 6:25:38 AM
Jerry, whoever did what you said below was not a woman - it was a monster.
Ouch! (Poetry) - 9/25/2006 6:54:26 AM
It is very difficult to ferret out who are friends and who is not. While they can be friends for some time, they can also turn on you. The woman who cut her friend's fetus from her body last week and then drowned her friends other three children is a classic example of this. Good, insightful poetry.
Ouch! (Poetry) - 9/25/2006 5:29:13 AM
Wise and instructional words in your verses. Ty for sharing.
Ouch! (Poetry) - 9/25/2006 4:05:35 AM
This is so true, some friends only stays when they need you; but not when you need them.
What a shame!
Sandie May Angel a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o(
The Day I Fled (Poetry) - 9/24/2006 12:47:12 PM
So much said in these spare lines, leaves the reader wanting to hear more, excellent.
The Day I Fled (Poetry) - 9/23/2006 6:25:23 PM
That was the reason why you fled. Nicely-said, Ron! I'm glad it was only fictional!
Sandie May Angel a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o)
The Day I Fled (Poetry) - 9/23/2006 6:22:36 PM
I am glad you fled and this is very good.
Ah! My heart (Poetry) - 9/4/2006 9:19:27 AM
"Ah! My heart"
Interestingly written.
This is a sweet little write.
Thank you for sharing!
Gwendolyn
Ah! My heart (Poetry) - 9/4/2006 4:34:09 AM
Thanks for writing to me and letting me know this poem is about your baby, I can now understand this poem better.
Thanks!
Sandie May Angel a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o)
Then… (Poetry) - 8/29/2006 5:20:29 AM
Strange but interesting!
I DIDN’T KNOW (Poetry) - 8/28/2006 4:57:54 AM
food for thought in this one..
great write..
vesna:)
UTOPIAN DREAM (Poetry) - 8/23/2006 4:22:22 AM
Oh Bhakta! This poem is so real. Like we all have this feeling at one time or another, and you have described it so well.
Sandie May Angel a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o)
Corruption (Poetry) - 8/22/2006 4:33:36 AM
There's a lot of corruptions in this world everywhere. We can't seem to avoid it. Good vent!
Sandie May Angel a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o(
I DIDN’T KNOW (Poetry) - 8/22/2006 4:31:14 AM
A good one! Uplifting at the end!
Sandie May Angel a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o)
I DIDN’T KNOW (Poetry) - 8/21/2006 6:30:46 AM
Ah, so powerful and so true, this is excellent.
Reindeer
I DIDN’T KNOW (Poetry) - 8/20/2006 3:46:00 PM
Very well written is this heavy-duty angst you have given to us. Good tone, good premise and damn fine writing . . .
I DIDN’T KNOW (Poetry) - 8/20/2006 2:35:46 PM
Life is astruggle this one holds so many thoughts...
I DIDN’T KNOW (Poetry) - 8/20/2006 9:10:02 AM
So very true, Bhatka. Life is more of a struggle than I had ever imagined it would be but I have found my strength from those struggles and I have found my joy in the growth that they caused. We do need to focus upon the light because it is from that place that we can overcome all adversity. Excellent poem.
Take care,
Sherry
The Wintry Crippled (Poetry) - 8/12/2006 9:48:18 AM
A powerfully emotive piece that asks what all men/women seek - Truth and an adequate answer to mans dilemmas!
The poet seems to have reached an emotional and mental impasse' where everything seems a blur - as if a sandstorm is inundating the fabric of humanity and their ability to inter-relate with one another.
It almost seems that the final chapter is being written and we are the generation that will witness it.
Stand Strong!
Richard Lloyd Cederberg
The Wintry Crippled (Poetry) - 8/12/2006 4:42:43 AM
A song from the late 60s applies here, Bhakta, "the answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind, the answer is blowing in the wind..."
Peace and Blessings,
Carolyn
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