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Thanks for your maiden read…. it’s an honour
Thanks for your maiden read…. it’s an honour
Do read some more
And
You will come to know,
How poetry does flow,
Like a river it twists and turns,
It never ever returns
And
In the garbage bin of time,
Mostly all place poetry of mine.
How to refine,
Not many define,
But the ego in me thinks,
I am bloody fine,
The nectar which oozes
From the divine
Such is poetry of mine.
Narcissist me
Now you help me,
Sharpen my wits
And
Help me tear mine
Bit by bit and by bit…
Style / type:
Free verse
Review Request (Intensity):
I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
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Comments
Kailashana2
Wed, 2011-12-07 11:10
if i can put in a word
if i can put in a word
to holy the absurd
it would refine the divine
misplaced sense of I
small and inconsequential
to the greatest ego ever did I find
the one that is mine and mine alone,
remnants of which I chew to the bone.
In other words there is no substitution for
the institution called me myself and I. Thank God.
~A
loved
Wed, 2011-12-07 22:10
We all are,without exception
egoists....
and
you are also excellent ,
A step ahead, perhaps
and
so my congrats...
loved
wesley snow
Thu, 2011-12-08 21:39
Whoa, this is kinda trippy...
... even for you. I "loved" it. wesley
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loved
Thu, 2011-12-08 22:11
Some of the words you use
make me visit the dictionary,
as i feel like
i'm stripped .
Thank you friend.
loved