Ethereal song, Refrain's pinnaccle
My voice soar to nothingness
Lost I in such cooing existence
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poignant and meaningful.... very expressive and intense. thank you.
How to anchor when there’s rancor swelling? A stinky puss cell eats the flesh of clear brooks. Where crocodile skin covers the arena of giving Indeed; where crocodile skin covers the arena of giving, there will be puss, stinky puss, that must be put out. Why anchor when this rotting rancour spews its stench all over the land! No, arise, Catrina, set to sail again, and with swords drawn fight the rancour, and the arena of giving shall again breathe fresh air and give life to all. Not to be rated, as you wish; from me, however, a 'giving' 10. excellent. mark
'like the scourging of the pillar'....melodically find its tune....its last day song that nobody can escape...so delightful of the four angels that brings end to the world.....a poem of prophecy....hope everybody will read this message of reality....thank you and God bless you my dear friend....a Star and 10 +++++
mind-storming write... very meaningful.... put me into deep...deep thoughts... 10+++++ Lovelots, Maia
stinky puss cell eats the flesh of clear brooks. Where crocodile skin covers the arena of giving? //my voice soar tonothingness and lost insuch collingness....yes i think it is such a stage of uncertainty wheresoul searchesfor way out and examines thecorrectness of purpose... wel it is God sent gift and one must think nothing about outcome...it is real feeling andmay sailthrough postivestromof mind....10 read gemof poetry... read mine goal... midnight call
Catrina are you trying to scare me.... this sounds painful well express...
Ethereal song.........painful and the message is so true.........when stincky puss cell eat the flesh.....where crocodial skin cover the arena of giving.......
A SHORT AND A NICE REFLECTIVE POEM! - Raj