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I really appreciate you all for your comments |
Writing requires you being a good thinker. Writing deals with impression- what you look at the longest stares back at you the strongest. Writing also requires you being a good listener, meditator, observer, |
Writing requires you being a good thinker. Writing deals with impression- what you look at the longest stares back at you the strongest. Writing also requires you being a good listener, meditator, observer, |
Writing requires you being a good thinker. Writing deals with impression- what you look at the longest stares back at you the strongest. Writing also requires you being a good listener, meditator, observer, |
Writing requires you being a good thinker. Writing deals with impression- what you look at the longest stares back at you the strongest. Writing also requires you being a good listener, meditator, observer, |
Writing requires you being a good thinker. Writing deals with impression- what you look at the longest stares back at you the strongest. Writing also requires you being a good listener, meditator, observer, |
Writing requires you being a good thinker. Writing deals with impression- what you look at the longest stares back at you the strongest. Writing also requires you being a good listener, meditator, observer, |
Thanx to you all; Ogaga4luv, Maedan and SeanT21 I'm grate, @ Maedan you can write poetry by observation,listenening to almost anying thing, ,deep meditation,constant study believing in yourself,, start poetry on personnal experience and learn the literary devices it will help you play with words |
A frozen epoch of silence Long before her reinassance A flora once called flowrence; Glowing effigy of a florescent Crested with innocence A heart devoid of impurity And festooned with decency Penetrating beauty surpassing omniscient Gregacious and impatient Bounced Randy with candies Slow and steady Automatic and ready Sugar-coated lips of a lying-crater That hearts may melt into magna Parched groins of guns and roses Lacking tact but very fine Gullible angel cheaply fell The rustic gate remotely opened With erotic penchant The polished pistol was launched He marched in gallantly And the gate of hell was let loosed |
My estate was blue I needed a clue Your love came right true And our hearts is made a glue I don't have reasons to queue Cos other loves except yours i sue I have found my cue My heart your home of love is a rainbow's hue |
We are still friends Yes! still good friends And not bad friends But we can'nt be friends To that end Your ways you need to amend Cos I tend to pretend That it does'nt hurt like a sour Although I'm poor I will not allow friendship To blure my vision Cos I have a mission To fulfil with destiny We cannot be the same Your excesses you need to tame This is my aim And not a game We cannot lead this grace to the grave In our friendship There are but two respect Can two be together Except they be agreed? What kind of hardship is friendship? It is a big sacrifice of love I'm I all in all to die for a friend? Is friendship always right? This is my plight This is my fright Howbeit, i have put it to mind I have balanced it up I have seen the end of the road I need not be told Friendship is worth more than gold |
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