we become enemies...resistant to the words
that me life or death,4 the love in our world
we argue n we fight
but who ever comes out right
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Where man and woman live there is confusion always......it can't be stop..
this poem makes a good point.beautiful jod and a nice writing style.
hi krissi...since i can't give you 20 coz i dont want to be called a liar and can't give you 8 or 9 might i'm too honest so..here's my 10 honey...heheheheh..love ur comment on my poem..smileeeeeeeeeee..goodmorning.grace
i like the flow here..it is very interesting., .infact, i am maybe like this? ..i have a friend, we alwas argue on nonsense things, but still after our argumentations or exchanging hurting wrds, we still laugh and say 'hi' to each other..u know, accepting one's mistakes is not bad..for me, i always talk less pride and so to him maybe..tho, maybe those wrds we throw are not hurting words but maybe sweet wrds for our ears..i dont know what will be the result for this but hope we are still friends..friends are open to accept what's happening..grace
a heartfelt touching poem Krissi.. i like you your poems which let me live your stories as iam watching a movie..wil visit later dear as i have few minutes only here..regards..
love your diversity..from long novel poems to short insightful poems..your poems have got me into poetry..for they are poems i understand and can relate too