Sunday, August 1, 2010

My Chimera, Dedicated To Poetiwife Comments

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Sitting at the doorstep of the destiny,
The rhyming soul sheds the tears of blood
There is no sound coming from the tune of humanity
And shine the very existence of a lady on my plot
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Okan Emanet
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Louis Rams 02 August 2010

excellent write! the last verse completes it so well. TOUCHE

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Terence George Craddock 01 August 2010

The inks of my pen are going to and fro in my life Ah the dedication of much reflection and alteration 'the ashes of cigarette packed with eyes' the 'Sitting at the doorstep of the destiny' waiting for time suddenly to shift to desired course the Turkish night holds hope and promises opportunities destiny awaits Okan Emanet to seize it by the throat :) Best Wishes my friend

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A touching write, well presented. Enjoyable read! ; D

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Naseer Ahmed Nasir 01 August 2010

Wonderful poen, Okan, with unique and appealing verbalism. I wish and hope that your love be muted one day and turned into the heart of your chimera. Keep on inking. Best Wishes. Naseer

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Hans Vr 01 August 2010

Very lovely write. I think many ladies by now envie you poetiwife so much. Keep wrting, Okan, your poetiwife can not resist for much longer.

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Omar Ibrahim 01 August 2010

this poem will let the EU give Turkey its membership immediately =) .. I adore your way of using metaphor you have wide imagination and great intelligence. thanks for sharing

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