a few days ago I wrote this poem. I hardly got any chance to read english poetries. so this could seem as a childish effort. but still I am here to get your critiques through valuable comments. thank you. I AM BACK! I am back! Here, I back again... And now there is no sorrows, nor a bit of pain. Nothing inside me for what needs to lie, No griefs anymore to wish a die. Wandering; only wandering restlessly like far past, And turning my tiny pleasure into the vast! No more alone here, Something is taking my care! Painful pleasing memmories are giving me company, In this silent deep-night walking, that is the key! And I have no sorrows, no griefs, no pains here! I have this night with her beauty to share. I have the pale moon, the sand and the faded moon-ray, Bitter cold winter wind is blowing like a blizzerd day. I have cigarettes thats turning into ashes, Like my feelings thats turned into trashes Thats giving me power to comemmorate past crashes! I am back this night, on this dewy wet grasses. Nicotine ashes r falling behind on my foot track, That is keeping the sign on its chest - yeah, I am back!
Posted on: Mon, 27 Jan 2014 02:54:15 +0000
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