Peter Humphreys
A gentle, wonder-filled poem of love and longing set 'midst the changing seasons. Beautiful.
2007-08-30

F.i.in.e Moods
loneliness in the middle of joy... probably from not being able to share with the one missed... that's how i interpret the loneliness... the monsoon part and how it feels to finally get the rains after the heats endured during the summer is well described... i could imagine the release you feel, the uplifting and rejuvenating forces of its arrival... i find this very interesting, gives a window into your part of the world... you share the experience of the Monsoon, one i will most likely never experience, well, not in québec anyway... :) lovely writing... welcome back zoya :) *hugs* xx
2007-08-29

ken d williams
Zoya , wonderful , bountiful pease of prose , no mater the reason why some one we love weather a lovde one or a freind are not with us, they leve us many happy memares to recal , that give us resaon to laguft , reasan to smile , reason to be happy , worm us when we are cold in spiret , lift us up when we are down , ctach us when we fall in spiret , the spiret of thear love viset us when we are ,ost in need opf thear love , there love . Thasnk you so much for your poem :)

Ken
2007-08-28

Elle
Wonderful to read your poetry again Zoya - have missed you, feel very lonely here these days without your special kindness

Emma x
2007-08-28

lastromantichero
Zoya sweet Indian princess
you are a wondrous poet where have you been
this is a beautiful rtn and so welcome well done
rgds mike
2007-08-28

Indeed,a both sweet and fiery text!
2007-08-28

Zoya Zaidi
Dear Friends, I am going to be a bit slow- I'll slowly build up, momementum- I hope you will bear with me till then...?
((Hugs))
Love, Zoya
2007-08-28