O reddish cloud!
in morning June
pour some waters
to this dry ocean
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i admire your way of thinking and writing..............and i enjoy all your poem.... may ALLAH bless you........
AN HONOR BESTOWED UPON ME, WHICH I CAN NOT SEE, BUT YOU HAVE SET MY MIND FREE. APPARANTLY I AM THE WHITE COMPASS IN THE TOY BOX FOR I AM RICH IN HAPPINESS. THANK YOU
Wistfully wishing asking for the out of reach things-life is such a tease! ! ! ! a ten from me....
A very empathetic poem...heartl stirring...we have so much but we still rail whereas this poor man has nothing but has hope
A pleasing and pleasant flow that is both beautiful and refreshing.
A nice idea to present with apt similies but take care of Wren and Martin. 'Pours', 'Pours', 'Grabs', 'Catches' are to be replaced by Pour, pour, grab, catch since there is the sense of address in the first line of every stanza. 'A tuneful'. 'A' is unnecessary. Again, ' few tenderness', 'few happiness'. Few is quite unnecessary since tenderness and happiness cannot be quantified like numbers. 'Little' is okay. Thanks.
a light at the end of the tunnel is what i see, which sets mans mind free. very good
Well writen from a good and different point of view. the rhythm is excellent too. Awesome write.
Wonderfull peace of work! Thanksgreetings from Friesland Boomfriend Ruerd
I commend you for your originality and fresh viewpoints. Always helpful to see things from a different perspective.
I enjoyed this poem... loved the first four stanzas.