with the continuation of 'worhtless expression'
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with the continuation of 'worhtless expression'
An ocean flows so versatile
with a breeze to embrace
keeping all the tears, sorrows
my heart becomes so dense.
while try to smile loud
old memories pull my notions
reminds me what I’ve lost
feeling the force of vibrations.
but I need to go on
what others did in past
new world to embrace everywhere
a new role to cast!
till then I’ll live alone
craving my scream in silence
letting my happiness theft away
Like the kingdom without fence!
with a breeze to embrace
keeping all the tears, sorrows
my heart becomes so dense.
while try to smile loud
old memories pull my notions
reminds me what I’ve lost
feeling the force of vibrations.
but I need to go on
what others did in past
new world to embrace everywhere
a new role to cast!
till then I’ll live alone
craving my scream in silence
letting my happiness theft away
Like the kingdom without fence!
Re: with the continuation of 'worhtless expression'
hi bloodyday,
excellent poem my friend. the metphors work well. the poem flows with some very original imagery.
larsen aka victor
excellent poem my friend. the metphors work well. the poem flows with some very original imagery.
larsen aka victor

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Re: with the continuation of 'worhtless expression'
Dear Aka
yesterday was not a day to enjoy
my happiness blooms with another decoy
Thanks!
yesterday was not a day to enjoy
my happiness blooms with another decoy
Thanks!
Hopeful despair ...
A curious blend of hopefulness and despair -- the poem comes equipped with fresh expressions throughout. I especially like my heart becomes so dense, feeling the force of vibrations, and the kingdom without fence. These lines take me to another dimension, somewhere between the beach and the stars. I like this sequel.
Tony
Tony
Re: with the continuation of 'worhtless expression'
hi Tony
some fallen hearts may realize the pains how it become the source of their poems. tears may cover the eyesight but can't drown old memories.
sometimes tears get dry. then you look at the sky with zero emotion just living like a dead!
thanks for your comment!
some fallen hearts may realize the pains how it become the source of their poems. tears may cover the eyesight but can't drown old memories.
sometimes tears get dry. then you look at the sky with zero emotion just living like a dead!
thanks for your comment!



