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By Nithin Purple
Shall it human's life as quivering clouds like wandering in its urge?
Such do e'en curious flee ,yet yearning thoughts as strangers risky be
Owes the starless nights a haunting dream about our's fickle image,
Since these roaming bees of despair are hiding keen its dismal hive
Hope and strain...
YAY ANOTHER HAPPY POEM!! :D
Poetry | Updated Jul 26, 2011 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
FOR SOME MOMENT I CAUGHT THE STRAIN OF INSPIRATION ONCE LONG ALIENATED FROM; FUMBLED FOR MY WRITING PAD AND PEN. AND, LIKE SOME CHANNEL, BROUGHT IT INTO THIS WORLD. ENJOY.
you cannot be truly called a poet unless to write at least one on nature !
of the invisible whisperer,
reveal themselves as waves,
By Byron Quinn
We all cling on to hope, sometimes that same hope may be the one thing that condemns us