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The birds flapped feathers
And it sounded like sparks
From bridging electric wires;
Then the leaves fell from trees
To appreciate the biding inks.
In well-wide imaginations
Bouquets of poetries
Are like the loathe of birds
With lot of expressions
And meanings hidden in lines.
Tall, handsome, exceptional brain,At an early age he was the waveCreativity, many lives he savedGreatness was his just to claim…Nothing could rain on his paradeHis…
How beautiful to find heartThat truly loves, just right backThere goes the best frame of my loveCaptioned and sent from above,Floating on a pool of…
How can afflictionRepel tribulationIn a mutilated Nation?Have you felt it real,Lifetime climbing a hillYet treading on a treadmill ?We live in terrainsDiversity could gainBut we…
An empty spoonAnd plates forleseThe hard cheese do,Sequential breed...Working the roomPigs lie and kneel...With a long broomFor onion's peel...The more they lookThe less they see,Flat…
e-Paper Poetry of Vinx 
Great stuff, You are a very good writer. You think deep.
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