Wednesday, January 4, 2012

The Fall Comments

Rating: 4.4

I open my eyes one fine day,
To find myself hanging on a cliff at bay
I focus my mind on how I got there
But fail as if my memory wasn’t there
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Blossom Mist
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Chinedu Dike 06 February 2015

A well articulated piece of poetry nicely penned with conviction. A lovely piece indeed. Thanks for sharing. Please read my poem THE PHOENIX STRANGLER.

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Maya Hanson 10 March 2014

I love this! My favorite lines are the earth seems moving, the sky seems falling and how I ended in an accident. keep writing!

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Darlene Walsh 06 March 2014

A sad, but lovely and precious poem

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Jasbir Chatterjee 06 March 2014

this is a wonderful poem...I held my breath till the very end...even in life, I guess, one must let go sometimes, throw away the burden of living and just enjoy life the way it is...

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Vien Tran 05 March 2014

Love this poem. Great work!

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Nika Mcguin 05 March 2014

This was an amazing experience to read, that is until it ended lol. Still It's often not the destination that matters, but the journey. An amazing write! ~ ~Nika

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Stephen W 05 March 2014

How did you write the poem afterward? Did you use a ouija board?

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Faris Al-bakalaka 05 March 2014

i love this poem it is amazing

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Liliana ~el 05 March 2014

Intense and pitiful poem An entire life...just dismissed, then gone A tedious existence with no luxury of peace to truly reflect A precious life lost and faded away So much potential, not realized but abandoned A shame

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Heather Wilkins 14 July 2013

I close my eyes and the last of my breath slips by. nice write enjoyed

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Georgios Venetopoulos 05 March 2013

I am missed in mists. Very good poem.

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Passionate Flower 14 March 2012

Nice way of describing in a smooth and simple lang. love it so much i admire such simply effective poems thank you for share it with us regards

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Lizzie O'neill 06 March 2012

What a great write, so beautifully laid out, truly a wonderful way of describing a tragic end, breath taking

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Dave Sutton 06 March 2012

Good Work, it was my email today

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Wahab Abdul 06 March 2012

this is a wonderful poem, the concept is a marvellous one, i like it....keep it up....and you are a brilliant poetess.please read my new poems.

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Jasbir Chatterjee 05 March 2012

the idea of hanging from a cliff, falling, crashing on the ground is breath-taking when taken figuratively...Well done, Blossom, and keep it up. Is Blossom Mist your real name? It doesn't sound Indian...

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Blossom Mist 09 January 2012

Thank you...... my dear! ! ! I am really elated

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isabella Francis 09 January 2012

One of the best ways Death can ever be defined.No one remembers how they arrived on to death.. Great work..

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Blossom Mist 04 January 2012

Thank you Vipin for the lovely comment

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Vipins Puthooran 04 January 2012

Alluring penning/i enjoy reading this poem! ! top marks! !

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