Friday, August 25, 2023

Black Tourmaline Of Oizys Comments

Rating: 5.0

I am alone; I am in isolation.
There is no need for tumultuous motion or commotion.
I can't reach the helping hand; I can't reach the lines.
Something stops me; something girdles me with vines.
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Acir Eryat 25 August 2023

Gentle kiss indeed hahaha like it

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S December 25 August 2023

poem screams pain. but also, an eye opener, thank you for this

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Julrick Verallo 25 August 2023

what a pain, i can feel it. this is so good

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M H 25 August 2023

how I wish I can meet you in person, I want to know you're great mind

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CJ DG 25 August 2023

i know how it feels young poet, i have the same journey, thank you solid 5

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S S 25 August 2023

what a beautiful and well-penned poem, greaaaaaaaaaaaat job!

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