2006-11-30 none can rate a poem,
its the idea of heart.
critics may try to find out the reason only...
in this particular poem, i see a guy,
who is trying to find a answer, but he doesn't know the question yet. i am sure which one is the problem-- the material of death or the death himself... one thing i must say its easy to collect a picture of brutal death only its heard to know why we breath to live.