Your Mail ~
You always say mails won’t touch hearts
But I always wait for your mails
You always say only persons touch hearts
I don’t even know actually who you are
But I always talk to you over mails
And feel your mails always touching my heart
Am I living in illusions?
Every day I look for your mail
Your name in the mails list brings joy
If it is not there, feel like lost some one
Worry like some body left me alone
I laugh, I cry, I fight with you in mails
I see you smile, shout, advice in mails
I see different shades of you in mails
Am I having psychiatric problem?
If you say you are in trouble, I feel the pain
If you say you got success, I feel I won
I always feel free to talk to you over mails
Never thought of you are away from me
Felt every day you are with me, only with me
Is it not the proof that your mail touched my heart?
Friend, even though slow, mail touches one’s heart
Makes think and act as per the message it carries.
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Dedicated to my friends !!!
Written June 19th, 2006
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I love mail too and you really expressed what it's like to get it and feel good about it. Good job.
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i used to love mails - snailmail, always great getting letters off friends but i don't go in for emails very much
spill ink and twist me into the crazy shape of an email.
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I like the poem, it's well said through most of it but I find the repetitiveness of "mails" distracting and at points out of place when rewording could be equally or even more effective.
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thank you for your comment on my poem 'Just Be You' I am so sick and tired of all the poor teenage girls feeling like they have to be anhorexic to be popular. I have been fat since about age eleven and guess what? I was always surrounded by friends. I used to think that you had to be pretty and/or rich to be popular and then I went to high school and found out that real friends could not care less how you look. It is what is on the inside that counts. I may still be big (nearly 300 pounds) but I am happy and I have three beautiful children. I also have a good job with a lot of respect where I most of the time work to hard. But I love my life. Crazy kids, sixteen hour days at work on my feet all day, even my overly jealous husband. At least I know in my heart that if he is that jealous then there really must be something about me that he is worried someone else wants. Thanks again for the comment.
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In these days od technology where would we be without our mails.A great write.Your comments on my poem werw wonderful.Thankyou very much, Ros
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This is an awesome piece our poet friend I do hope mails will continue to touch hearts like you rightly said in this your poem.
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