It is my habit to read the poems <br />delivered by the young and old, male and female. <br />I pick up the poems by title and not by the authors. <br />Internet helps us to browse and comment on poems, <br />burst into by the poets from all the continents. <br />I read, chew and digest the new words, usage, <br />and the content in the poems. The young guys, <br />baffle me with colloquial, archaic and email forms <br />like gonna, wanna, u, and so on. <br />The youths write poems on love with inspiration <br />but old people have to perspire or be resilient <br />going back to school and college days. <br />If I murmur the tune of some melodious film song, <br />I find it possible to scribble on love-lorn life. <br />I am very weak in English manners of saying thanks <br />and expecting thanks for the comments made on poems. <br />The voracious readers of poems won't stop criticising <br />if we contribute touching poems or message giving lines. <br />The comments at times inspire me with new ideas and subjects. <br />If our lines comfort some hurt hearts, <br />guide some to ride the life with peace and hope, <br />that is enough for the mad people like us.<br /><br />rajendran muthiah<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/browsing-and-commenting-on-poems/
