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loved

Sep 03, 2011 ⭐ See this poem's read count — a supporter feature

My time is not up yet

In the frolic of
folly i amaze
into metaphorical mystery
i gaze.
Stark naked eyes
unknowing
the blank.
A mysery self-wrought
in the brooks
and
woods walked.
Then the last breath
shall surge
half in half out.
My soul if i have one
may submerge
In the glorification
of time
I thought
was once only mine..

— loved, Sep 03, 2011

About This Poem

Style/Type: Free verse

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Rough draft

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Country/Region: ROU

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Critiques

14 years 10 months ago

You are getting better and better.

my only crit is the line-
of dare i say
I think is un-necessary. Can you explain to me why it is there?

Love the poem.

14 years 10 months ago

I agree with Jess Joe

I agree with Jess

Joe

14 years 10 months ago

and i agree with you both ....thanks

Its so nice to hear comforting words
thanks again all ur good wishes

14 years 10 months ago

Maybe,

Maybe your time has just begaun, nice poem. Regards Roscoe...

14 years 10 months ago

thanks

for this as well as msg pm

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