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Oh what an ecstasy
To cry rivers in sleep,
Taking bullets from guns
And tears; yet, not move on.
If I bleed and still dance
And see no other chance
Other than to remain
And watch my own remains
I must have so fallen
So deep in the honey
But; I pray not to find
Such a love truly blind.
Don’t tell me we are leaders of tomorrow Whereas we have been compelled to burrow And wallow in the deep of our shameful sorrow I…
There is a place somewhere I rather be Not in the paradise of destructive bees Nor amongst lost souls wiggling in thrills Until my dust…
Now little Hazel don’t you cry Dad’s gonna be there all the time He is your baby sitter, take high five… Guffawing and chuckling, mess…
While the monkey works vigorously Baboons are eating voraciously, There is a growing tribulation, And a misconception in my generation… Ever since Karma kicked the…
Really good series🔥 Well written 😊
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Courtesy to your poem; “Running away, wouldn’t heal all the pains you feel”.
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Beautiful poem. “if I bleed and still dance” is my favorite part. :-)
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Thank you dear, I deeply appreciate and I am glad you liked it
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Nice series💗
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Thank you
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