In summer he saw her
And on the first occasion of word
It was wool and winter..
In between those disappeared months
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Life without unfound love is but a life in itself unfound Good story versified you can edit it and make it finer; appreciate your verve at writing long verse forms keep writing more and you will certainly shine Good Luck Nitin with warm regards, Dr John Celes
wonderful story with good helpful massage for all us... love can be different you know, but we all should remember Life without unfound love is but a life in itself unfound And what have you cheered in love if not its pain Love is a way not to your lover but into of your own self and what have love made you find if not more of yourself, if not more of your aloneness… Great poem, i like it
In many cases when a poem is this long, usually it looses the plot and the flavour...but you stayed there, your poem capture the mind of the reader from the first word to the very last one....great poem man..keep penning them good poems.
Wooow! i realy loved the poem, im not gona coment on it now though, coz i didnt finish it..i'll read it later again and coment on it...
Romeo Della Valle Thank you a lot, I shall carry your words along way, , keep reading onwards also
I like the story a bit but it sounds a little broken and falls. I really like the visuals. They really make me see the words instead of just looking and reading them. Try again and mabey shorten it a bit. Long poems seem to bore unlike the raven by edgar allen poe which is more refined and beautiful sounding. Not that this isnt beautiful or anything! ;)