Thanks a lot Zeame

Well written.a reason to dread such a happening.the subject you chose is apt..

Vishnumaya.you have delivered a wonderful poem. But I still cant understand why you chose this subject as a fear factor.... Days are beautiful...to fear a 'day'..there should have been more solid a reason. But your mettle as a writer is noteworthy

What a novel idea . I thoroughly agree with the subject of your fear.yes Three cheers to your wonderful thought.fear is nagging emotion that lurks in every one. How we manifest it is the gist of it all. You showed it excellently

Thank you so much Beena for your appreciation

I am so happy you liked my work..thanks sudha

Thanks a lot Nupur

Thanks a lot PriM

You are welcome..friend..

It is an uncanny fear, well versed.could have been better if it was slightly shorter.still I appreciate your fear

A very well written poem on the finer emotions of heart and mind. An apprehensive fear .well written.

That is the strangest fear to reckon with.but I thoroughly enjoyed your poem Allsaid and done ,you dont have to worry about that fright .the modern dentistry is soaring .

Indeed it was good to read about how you relate to that fear for thunder.but it sounded a bit monotonous ....you could have brought a little more of expression in to the way your delivered your fear. Still I could relate well with your fear of thunder.nice poem that way

A very touching poem of getting in terms with the separation.nice work

The poem was indeed soulful. But that is not the point here .the fear factor is missing.you cant live endlessly in fear about a murder that occurred. It is over.But the main part is missing .

Yeah koyaai. .the fear I have produced here is infact something very real.i.am happy you liked the way I expressed it .thanks a lot friend

really Rekhanshiraghava I feel so happy at your wonderful comment..it does boost all my ego.thanks a ton

I am so happy you liked my work Mahoobee..thanks

thanks Manahil

It is a very well woven poem..but when I went through it ,I felt as though you enjoy your loneliness rather than be afraid..but the poem is a beauty ,expressing the pains and pleasures of loneliness

It was so touching to to go through some of the lines you had penned.like... "Enjoying life at its purest is a proof that miracles do exist It allows us to forgive those who have hurt us. It could be someone we love hate or our very own self." Nice imagination

@ Manahil Naik..it isn't fictitious. .it is a dubious analysis of ones own past. An unwilling peek about not so pleasant thoughts about growing old.

Haha..it did make me laugh with its paradigm of nonsensical notions...

Ok next time I shall surely try to break it well

@ manahil naik I usually write my short stories in word .In word document , the line breaks and paragraph formations are done correctly . But when I copy it from there and paste it here those formattings are getting lost.

Thanks a lot friend

Thanks Nonoppa, for your wonderful appreciation for my story. Daisy had so much to be depressed about.At the outset of the story itself I had mentioned that Daisy was an active woman prior to her accident. so it is quite natural that when she is sane , she is depressed.