Monday, October 5, 2009

A Writing Exercise At 3am Comments

Rating: 5.0

DEATH is....

* to some a torment, spent in hells eternal night
to some a relief, the weary soul taking flight
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amber roser
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Eric Cockrell 24 September 2011

very good poem... shows much thought.... as for peace, it begins within and emanates outward, can never be won by war. like this one very much!

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Elena Sandu 01 September 2011

Wise thoughts, what I love the most is one about the hopes! Very good poem, thank you for share,10

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Killing Hope 10 October 2009

Great job on the poem, well said.

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Pedro Cescon 08 October 2009

Actually, I went through your poems because of your PM. Yet, don't be mistaken, I wouldn't make a comment if your work couldn't touch me. This is one of a kind poem. It reminds me of Mister Rober Frost. Not because of the style or words used, but because most of his works, as this one, inspires me the awe and the wish that I, someday, could be able to create such a masterpiece. The way you used words and gave them meanings, that was quite precious. Congrats =)

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Eyan Desir 07 October 2009

Well written all true A pleasure to read

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