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many don't last
most don't last in the walk of time
be it anything
poetry or rhyme
most don't care
beyond a single tissue
most take it fast ere it becomes an issue
Only those who endeavour most do last
never be too quick to end up fast…
take your time
prepare the audience of your kind
be it sexy poetry
or just a party
never be hasty
last as long as you can do
life's sojourn is far better
than reaching the destination
I wish you knew..
now go warmed you are
in the tunnel of time
and last a while
till you read mine...
Style / type:
Free verse
Review Request (Intensity):
I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Editing stage:
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Comments
Esker
Wed, 2013-03-27 11:02
just read yours
\Love this poem
the rhymne and lesson imparted in it.
forgive my spelling
its just laziness but Im working on it slowly
I like how your creativity speaks Loved..what makes
a poets work stand out...
Thank You!
loved
Wed, 2013-03-27 11:41
spellings r meaningless.......((((for poorish boorish minds..)
as long as you walk aside me
and create a poet out of me
ere from this mundane world I retreat
when we meet
twill be a treat
some where in Ontario
i shall let ye know..
loved
Frenchf
Wed, 2013-03-27 15:32
Tis better to have travelled than to have arrived
Yes I agree with your view of the sojourn
Frenchf
Wed, 2013-03-27 15:32
Tis better to have travelled than to have arrived
Yes I agree with your view of the sojourn
loved
Wed, 2013-03-27 17:28
i knew
you would sojourn
to arrive
loved
Seren
Thu, 2013-03-28 06:07
Hiya Loved
I would have liked the rhyme to go all the way through the poem it felt like the cadance was lost a little
it is worth working on loved I will keep my eye on the edits of this one it shows much potential
love and hugs JC xxx
“The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.” — W.B. Yeats
loved
Thu, 2013-03-28 09:02
kindly
shall await more views
ere i confuse
loved