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My Gals I Seek

A turmoil
a resurrection
in between some yellows
few softer grassy greens
they wanted to me preen

sad they all vanished from the screen
where once I alone had solitary been

''Hope you hear my palpitating heart
and
remember we all are not blind
keep loving the real musical poet in me
and
keep in mind
where all I have been
in this world so sublime
just ask me''

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Free verse
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I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
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This poem I composed
riff raff kind... three years ago
lost the site ...now after a struggle got back modified my old poem/// about the turmoils of those gals f that time when I also was young l
ol thanks 15

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'twill be
ur 15 taking so much interest in teaching me
thanks
where in Europe do you belong
I keep passing by often
rgds

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who can be better than you for teaching me 15

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Lovedly, masterful writing, I enjoy reading your poetry. I agree with Teddy about the title. All else is good, except some lines seem to force the end rhyme, such as the ones below:

few softer grassy greens
they wanted to me preen

Perhaps you could change preen for an inner rhyme, not at the end. After all, it's FV, you have no rules to follow. The musicality will not be lost. Anyway, that's my 2 cents. Gracy

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"My soul is painted like the wings of butterflies; fairy tales of yesterday will grow but never die, I can fly, my friends.” – Freddie Mercury

If only you could advise
I may become a bit wise
no surprise
it's my surmise

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