Wednesday, January 27, 2021

When Poetry Is Absent Comments

Rating: 5.0

Every now and then
I become detached from my inner self
Like a polluted river
Carrying loads of toxic waste
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Kenneth Maswabi
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Savita Tyagi 27 January 2021

Marvelous poem. The outer realm is the place of our passions and struggles and it's colors are filled through the silent brush of inner self.

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Kenneth Maswabi

Kenneth Maswabi

Maun, Botswana
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