Friday, November 24, 2017

The Big Dream Comments

Rating: 5.0

He sits by his clock on the plains
Pale breeze kisses his faded skin
Crooks eyes away from gleam seas
Pens no longer spitting out his tears
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Miguel Chicas
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Jazib Kamalvi 24 November 2017

A nice poetic imagination, Michael A. C. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks

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Bernard F. Asuncion 24 November 2017

Such a great write, Michael...10++++

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Len Rossiter 24 November 2017

Family and problems are put together as the package we all must endure.

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Kumarmani Mahakul 24 November 2017

Don't sleep without a goodbye dear sun. It's alright. Amazing and brilliant poem is wisely penned...10

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